Carla couldn't help but weaken her resolve when she saw Harry's depressed face.
She said earnestly, "Harry, no one has a perfect life. Hardships and obstacles are inevitable in life. Dealing with them is not scary. The real disaster begins when you go on a self-destructive path."
Hearing her words, Harry sneered, "Hardships? It's Zayn Giblo who brought all these on me."
Carla unwittingly turned to Zayn.
Zayn leaned back on the sofa in an arrogant posture, holding a glass of wine in his hand. He elegantly took a sip from the glass as if he heard nothing. He didn't mind what Harry had just said. Instead, he remained silent and looked at the latter with a smile of mockery.
"Harry, you're drunk. Stop saying gibberish." Lena quickly stepped forward and held him down.
"What? There are no outsiders here." Harry was indeed drunk. With unstable footsteps, he approached Carla and wanted to pull her close. "Carla, there's so much I want to tell you…"
Before he could reach her, she was pulled backward and fell onto the sofa.
"Who are you?"
Right then, Harry finally noticed Zayn who was wearing a mask. The way he dressed looked nothing like the arrogant, domineering president whom everyone knew. Therefore, Harry couldn't recognize him, nor could Lena.
She sneered at the masked man, "You're asking a stupid question. He's a model at Stifling Night. Just now, Miss Wigston almost picked up a fight with a few wealthy women over this man."
"Carla…" Harry gazed at Carla in disbelief.
"Do you not believe what I said? She was caught in a scandal with a gigolo four years ago." Lena despised Carla from the bottom of her heart.
"Shut up!" Harry cut her off, then asked emotionally, "Carly, tell me it's not true. You're not a flirtatious woman, right?"
"Do you really know me? Do you really know what kind of person I am?" Having a cold smile on her face, Carla asked rhetorically.
Harry froze and looked at her in surprise.
"You never know my true self. You didn't know me back then, and even now."
Carla cruelly uttered those words that were supposed to be the most loving ones in the world. "You'll be my world when I'm in love with you. You're nothing to me when I don't love you anymore. It's just as simple as that."
"You let go of me four years ago when I needed you the most. From that moment onwards, there was nothing else left between us.
"If you were still as smart as what you used to be, perhaps you could still have a place in my heart as my first love.
"But look at you now. You're such a disappointment." Carla sized Harry up with a cold-eyed gaze.
After hearing her words, Harry's heart was shredded into pieces. He lowered his head in silence.
"Carla Wigston! How could you say that to him? He is in this state because of you!" Lena shouted at her.
"Because of me?" Carla chuckled, then continued, "Although I'm clueless about business, I'm not dumb. If Stayton Group had a solid foundation, why would they plead for Divine Corporation's partnership? The company couldn't survive without Divine Corporation's investment, and that was why they approached Zayn Giblo. He was the one who could decide the fate of the company."
Surprised by her words, Zayn raised his eyebrows under the mask. He thought she was a silly woman that knew nothing. In fact, her mind was clear as crystal.
Harry kept his head down and remained silent.
"When you decided to go to Zayn, you should've known that he is an unpredictable man. Yet, you still did it, and that means it was a matter of life and death for Stayton Group, which left you no better options than that."
Carla pointed out the unspoken fact. She paused for a few seconds before she continued, "If that was the case, he had the absolute right to decide your fate."
"Even so, Zayn Giblo wouldn't have totally cut Harry off if it weren't for you."
Lena still sided with Harry.
"He's a successful businessman. He would definitely choose a great business opportunity over a woman, unless it was never an opportunity but a liability."
After dropping her last word, Carla turned to Zayn. Without hesitation, Zayn gave her a look of assurance. So, she was right about it.
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