?<strong>Chapter 1544:</strong>


    Her jaw clenched as she hissed, “So this is why you came all the way here? Just to rub this in my face?”


    Elyse stood up with a sly smile dancing at the corners of her lips. “Oh, it’s not just me. Someone else is eager to pay you a visit too. Looks like you’re in high demand.”


    Fiona’s mind raced, trying to piece together Elyse’s intentions, but something about the situation didn’t sit right. Her gut told her this was far from innocent.


    In a sh, Fiona was on her feet, her voice sharp with resolve. “I have nothing to say to any of you. Let me go! I won’t ept any more visits.”


    Elyse caught the flicker of panic in Fiona’s eyes, and a quietugh escaped her lips. “What’s wrong? Are you frightened? Are you nervous about who’sing next?”


    Elyse’s mockingugh rang through the air like a cruel, sharp de, slicing through Fiona’sposure and leaving her feeling humiliated.


    Fiona, on the edge of losing itpletely, shot back, her voice thick with emotion, “Elyse, you’re the one with all the bad vibes! Is making my life miserable the only thing that gives you purpose?”


    Elyse couldn’t help but burst intoughter again, her disbelief almostical.


    “Me? Hurt you? Are you for real? When have I ever done that? You’re the one who’s always hurting others!” With a final, exasperated huff, Elyse turned on her heel and stormed out, not sparing Fiona another nce.


    Fiona, wanting to flee the scene herself, found herself shoved back into her seat by a prison guard.


    She shot back, her voice rising in frustration, “Why are you holding me here? I have every right to refuse visitors! Let me go!”


    The guard, unmoved by her protest, responded coldly, “You’re not leaving until the visit is over.”


    Meanwhile, Elyse returned to the other room, still fuming.


    “I’m done. It’s your turn now.”


    Louise nced up, sensing Elyse’s agitation. “What’s with you? You look like you’re about to explode,” she asked.


    Elyse shrugged, her frustration bubbling over. “It’s nothing. Fiona is just as annoying as ever. She hasn’t changed one bit.”


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    Nick stood, ready to step in. “Since you’re done, it’s my turn,” he said calmly.


    Elyse gave a quick nod, still irritated. “Go ahead, but just so you know, Fiona’s as stubborn as a mule. She won’t listen to a word of reason.”


    Nick was taken aback. He remembered Fiona as a delicate, almost shy girl. He hadn’t expected her to be a stubborn one.


    He followed the guard into the small, dimly lit room. As soon as he stepped inside, he spotted Fiona. She looked frail, but there was no mistaking it—it was her. Nick still remembered Fiona, but she didn’t have the faintest recollection of him now.


    Fiona stared at Nick, searching her memory, but nothing came to mind. Nick sat down, a sudden silence stretching between them. He opened his mouth, then hesitated, unsure of how to break the stillness. After a beat, he finally asked, “Do you remember who I am?”


    Fiona crossed her arms, her gaze still nk.


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