What Is a Moon Without a Star?

The company's annual general meeting was held a week after Fiona started work.

Noris, Boris, and Yannick were already there when she arrived, and they flocked around her when they saw her.

Noris, who had always lacked patience, immediately demanded, "Mark's already told you—just leave him alone for two weeks, and he'll marry you. Why do you have to keep following him around even in the office?"

Boris was frowning at her too. "You were never involved with office work, but you keep screwing with him at every turn now. But we all know you just want his attention, or am I wrong?"

Fiona scowled, not even looking at them as she retorted, "I'm not here because of him. And I'm not going to marry—"

"Oh, just give up already," Noris snorted, cutting her short. "Do you think we don't know you? You're so crazy about Mark that you're literally losing your mind!"

Fiona simply shrugged, pushed Noris out of the way, and strode off, not bothered to explain that she had already chosen a new fiance.

However, that meant she didn't see them sharing a look behind her.

-

The annual general meeting proceeded as planned, but just as Fiona was about to give the closing speech in her father's stead, the screen suddenly turned black for a couple of seconds.

When it lit up again, the hall was buzzing even before Fiona realized what was happening.

When she finally turned toward the screen, she felt a rush of blood to her brain, speechless even as she shook with rage—the slideshow that should have been on the screen was replaced by racy photos of her!

Fiona's assistant rushed on stage and snapped at the backstage workers, "Turn it off!"

However, the screen stayed on, playing ninety-nine photos in front of everyone in the company on loop.

Her lips trembling, Fiona turned toward Mark, who calmly returned her gaze from below the stage, in the middle of the buzzing crowd.

She then remembered the last message he had sent in that chat group used solely to insult her and her father.

[If it really was her, I'll make her suffer!]

And this was how he did just that…

-

In the last life, when Fiona learned that Mark preferred delicate maidens, she tried to make herself one.

Whenever they went out, she would wear stilettos that left her soles blistered, after which she would level her adorable puppy eyes at Mark, asking him to carry her.

He would refuse but eventually sigh and pick her up since she was really in pain.

Still, as she kept using the trick, he caught on and would bring sandals with flat soles along whenever they went out.

Fiona therefore had no choice but to play her trump card—those racy photos of herself which she had saved in his phone, in an album titled [For Mark's eyes only].

And yet, he would exploit what she did out of maidenly naivete just to humiliate her.

Her ears ringing, her knuckles clenched around her chair as she picked it up and smashed it against the LED screen repeatedly.

Crash!

After smashing it repeatedly, she finally left a deep hole in the screen as it completely darkened.

However, it was no different from a gruesome hole punched into her flesh, so deeply that one could see bone.

-

Still, no one commented about what happened at the annual general meeting on social media, while Mark bizarrely showed up in front of Fiona the next day.

Passing her a rose, he said, "Don't worry. No employee will breathe a word about what happened."

"Breathe a word to who? My father?" Fiona snorted.

He had basically destroyed her, and he was telling her not to worry?

Moreover, most of the employees in this building were under Mark's payroll.

Her father was busy working on a project abroad, not knowing that Mark was almost taking full control over his own company!

Mark glowered, looking Fiona straight in the eye as he growled, "You hurt Sue first. She's… a sister to me, and the most important person in my life. If you want to marry me, you have to behave and respect everyone around me."

"But I don't want to marry you," Fiona calmly replied, but he had already turned to leave.

It was not as if he would take her seriously if he had heard her anyway.