Violet’s face was battered and swollen, her eyes nearly swollen shut, when finally the commotion grew loud enough for someone to call security and break up the fight.
“Ugh, you filthy tramp! Get lost already—don’t embarrass yourself here any longer.”
Someone passing by gave her a couple of extra kicks for good measure as she curled up on the floor, coughing up a mouthful of blood.
“Take me to the hospital. It hurts—”
Her whole body throbbed with pain; she was sure her ribs were broken again. They’d already snapped once in that street race, and now, thanks to those kicks, she was certain they’d fractured again.
In the end, someone must’ve worried she might actually die on Golden Era Enterprises’ premises and drag the company into trouble, so they finally called an ambulance to take her away.
The entire PR department, furious over what happened, started preparing to hand in their resignations. Everyone agreed to go confess to Mr. Miller together.
The silver lining was that Simms didn’t seem to care at all. He just brushed the whole thing off, told everyone not to make a scene next time, docked their pay a bit, and called it a day.
Violet spent days in the hospital, but Simms never visited, never even sent a message asking how she was.
All she received from the company was a measly compensation for her medical bills. The HR manager stopped by, putting on a show of concern, telling her to rest up and insisting the whole thing was just a “misunderstanding.”
Yeah, right.
Those people had ganged up on her in broad daylight, beating her within an inch of her life. And now, with a single, dismissive “misunderstanding,” it was all supposed to be over.
No surprise, really. Their arrogance had only grown because Simms never lifted a finger.
Violet had no power to fight back. No one was on her side anymore. She could do nothing but swallow her anger.
After several days in the hospital, the first thing Violet did when she was able to walk wasn’t to return to Golden Era Enterprises, but to track down Yulia.
Before confronting her mother, though, she arranged to meet someone else.
Sid was over the moon when he finally got a call from the “goddess” he’d been pining after.
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