"I can't believe this!" Shelley was extremely infuriated. "That secretary of yours is horrible, Zayn."
"Are you okay?" Zayn asked instead of responding to her words.
"I am, but… Why did you push me?" Shelley whined.
"You stepped on her hand."
Carla had already left the office by the time Zayn answered."But she's the one who dropped that cloth on my foot, " Shelley insisted, evidently displeased. "That was filthy!"
"And that's why you decided to step on her?" asked Zayn in return.
Shelley froze before explaining reluctantly, "No. I didn't do it on purpose. She shouldn't have placed her hand there—"
"I'm sure your father taught you to be kind to others." Zayn furrowed his brows. "This is no longer a world where slaves have to serve their masters. We live in an equal society now."
"But she's just a secretary! Why are you getting so worked up?" Shelley insisted. "Or is there something going on between—"
"She may just be a secretary, but she's still my employee, " Zayn cut her off before giving her a stern reminder. "Remember how you once lost your temper when we were young, and you threw a cup at my cat?"
"You didn't talk to me for three years after that…" Shelley couldn't help but tense up upon recalling the incident and immediately tugged onto his sleeve to apologize. "I'm sorry, Zayn. I won't do it again. Please don't be mad!"
"You should apologize to her instead." Zayn withdrew his arm.
"You want me to apologize to her?" Shelley's eyes widened in disbelief, but she quickly changed her mind as soon as she noticed Zayn's frigid expression. "Okay, okay. I'll go and tell her I'm sorry. Just don't be mad."
With that, she quickly left with her handbag.
Zayn gestured at Benard, instructing him to follow the woman.
Carla's coworkers were beyond terrified to see blood trickling down her hand ceaselessly, and they immediately brought her a first-aid kit.
Mosa dashed over the moment she found out about it. "What happened?"
Nothing—" Just as Carla was about to respond, Shelley strode toward her. "Are you okay? Do you want to go to the hospital?"
Fighting her tears, Carla replied coldly, "I'm fine."
"I'm really sorry about what happened. I didn't mean it."
Despite apologizing, Shelley sounded as haughty as usual. To top things off, she even took out a blank check and tossed it to Carla. "This is for the medical bills. Write whatever amount you see fit."
While speaking, she began to leave with her bodyguards.
"Hold it right there!" Carla roared at her. "Do you think you can just use money to—"
Before she could finish, Mosa cut her off.
Shaking her head at Carla, she then turned to Shelley and said politely, "Have a good day, Miss Benday!"
Strolling into the elevator, Shelley turned and left Carla an arrogant smirk.
This caused Carla to tremble in rage. A few coworkers gazed at her in pity, albeit not daring to say anything.
"Get back to work, everyone, " Mosa ordered.
Thus, the coworkers lowered their heads and left.
"I know you're upset, but you can't afford to get on her bad side, " Mosa advised while tending to Carla's wound. "Miss Benday isn't just the president of Dorilo Group; she's also Mr. Giblo's childhood sweetheart. There have been talks about a union between the two families, so she might someday become our boss too."
Carla felt even more anguished to hear such words. Lola once mentioned that Zayn had a fiancée. Could that woman be the one she was referring to?
"Even if you may leave Divine Corporation one day, you'd still have to earn a living elsewhere, wouldn't you? Don't get on Miss Benday's nerves, or you might not be able to get a job anywhere else. I think you should back down."
Mosa continued earnestly, "I'll have you take care of other duties the next time she comes so you'll avoid running into each other. The tension shouldn't take long to ease. As for this check, I suggest you give it back to her. Consider it a way to get her to owe you a favor."
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