"Quickly fetch the first-aid kit!" Mosa immediately ordered.
Calmly and steadily, she quickly walked to the president's office.
Carla's heart thumped wildly in her chest. She wanted to see what happened but could only wait.
Besides, if she went there, she might make things worse for Harry.
"Mr. Stayton, you are leaving already? I have a first-aid kit with me. I'm sorry for Mr. Giblo's behavior. He is not in a good mood today. Let me send you to the hospital…" Mosa trailed on.
"It's okay." Harry turned a corner and disappeared into the restroom.
"Wenoma, this is the first-aid kit. There is some medicine in it." Placing the box in Wenoma's hands, Mosa continued, "Maybe you can use it?"
"Thank you." The other party took the kit and said, "I will take care of it. You should get back to work."
Nodding, Mosa returned to her desk and instructed the other secretaries, "I want all of you to be busy with work. When Mr. Stayton comes out, don't stare at him."
"Okay." The secretaries had common sense and understood that he left the president's office because of his pride. The more they stared at him, the more embarrassed he would feel.
While at her desk, Carla was frowning and felt uncomfortable. She did not understand why Harry had to give in to Zayn's requests and bow down to him when the Staytons were so well-off.
Isn't it better for him to manage his own business?
Is Zayn the only client in the world?
At that moment, the injured man emerged from the restroom with a handkerchief covering his forehead. Wenoma followed behind him.
Carla could not help but steal a glance. His forehead was still bleeding, and his Whyte shirt was soaked with blood. He looked miserable.
Feeling bad, she clasped her hands together tightly. All she wanted to do was to show concern, but she did not dare to.
Till Harry entered the elevator, she did not make a move. However, she caught him raising his head and looking at her with bloodshot eyes, along with an inexplicable expression.
Her heart ached and tears welled up in her eyes.
Finally, Harry left as the elevator door closed.
Carla lowered her head, overwhelmed.
"Carla, go to the president's office with Dani to clean up, " Mosa ordered.
"Huh? I…" Relee trembled in fear. "Miss Wright, I'm afraid…"
"What is there to be scared of?" Mosa growled, "Do a good job and don't sprout nonsense or look around unnecessarily. If you don't step on his toes, Mr. Giblo will not eat you up."
"Noted." Carla quickly brought the necessary tools to the president's office.
Relee could only follow obediently. She tugged Carla's arm and muttered, "Carla, can I clean the outside later while you clean the inside?"
"Sure."
In contrast to Relee, Carla was unafraid. She even wanted to confront Zayn about why he hit Harry. Did he have to resort to violence like that?
After they knocked on the door and entered the president's office, Zayn commanded, "Tell the others that no one shall allow Harry to step into Divine Corporation without my permission from now on."
"Yes!" Benard immediately heeded his order.
Relee lowered her head and timidly picked up the glass shards by the door.
On the other hand, Carla walked to Zayn's desk and squatted down to tidy the documents that had been scattered on the ground. There, she found Harry's blood stains all over the place.
Once again, she felt bad and felt a wave of anger.
"You don't have to clean up. Get out, " Zayn ordered.
"Yes…"
However, Carla stopped Relee mid-sentence, "Mr. Giblo, are you not afraid of the stench of blood?" She coldly continued, "Otherwise, are you used to such violence?"
Benard held his breath. He wanted to remind Carla not to argue with Zayn at that moment, but he did not dare to speak.
Meanwhile, Relee was taken aback. Is Carla out of her mind? How dare she talk back to Mr. Giblo like that?
Even if she doesn't care about the consequences, at least she shouldn't drag me down!
"Are you questioning me?" Zayn glared at Carla, with a cold stare.
Trembling in terror, Relee's legs turned jelly.
"Get out of here, " Zayn told Relee, with his eyes still fixated on Carla.
Immediately, Relee scurried away.
Gauging the situation, Benard followed behind.
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