Chapter 613
Chapter 613:
The second was even more dramatic. “Voligny Company’s Chairman Disowns Eldest Daughter Fernanda—A Father’s Betrayal?”
The second headline included a link to an audio clip—Erika’s angry tirade from the day before, aimed squarely at Fernanda.
The stories spread like wildfire, the second one especially gaining traction fast.
Ector’s phone buzzed too. He glanced at Fernanda, surprise flickering across his face. Yet, she remained unfazed, calmly eating her sandwich as if the storm of headlines wasn’t happening around her.
Ector opened his mouth, probably to say something, but then hesitated, swallowing his words.
It was now around eight o’clock. Fernanda had instructed Rosita to release the news at this exact moment, knowing this was the perfect time to capture attention.
As the news circulated, the floodgates of public opinion burst wide open.
The public wasn’t focused on the reason behind Fernanda and Bobby’s breakup anymore. What caught their attention was something else entirely…
Was the audio from Erika really telling the truth?
The recording was damning. Erika’s voice dripped with venom as she told Fernanda to leave, claiming she was useless and no longer worthy of being part of the Morgan family. Her words even included a chilling wish that Fernanda had been strangled at birth. Could anyone really say such things about their flesh and blood?
What hit hardest were the words Erika used to insult not only Fernanda but also her late mother. How could Erika say something so cold? How could Robert be so cruel to his own daughter?
Erika’s voice in the audio was sharp, bitter, and full of contempt, while Fernanda, in contrast, stayed calm, her voice soft and composed, almost fragile in its quiet dignity. The world often rallies behind the underdog, especially when that underdog was as seemingly innocent as Fernanda.
It didn’t take long for the comments to turn in her favor, with people overwhelmingly sympathetic to her and openly critical of Erika and Robert.
Fernanda, eyes scanning the screen, smiled faintly as she took the final bite of her sandwich.
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She wasn’t sure if it was the café’s exceptional food or simply her mood making everything taste better.
Her phone screen lit up with a familiar number—Robert’s.
Fernanda declined the call without a second thought.
Seconds later, the phone buzzed again. With a calm swipe, she blocked the number entirely.
Minutes later, another call came through from an unfamiliar number. Fernanda didn’t need to guess. It was Robert, likely using someone else’s phone to get through to her. She couldn’t help but find it amusing. Did he really think she would pick up?
Ector didn’t say anything as he drove, his focus steady as he took her to Esaham University.
The campus gate stood silent, with only a few students passing by.
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