Zariah quickly lifted her head and stared hard at Denzel. “What do you do to her?”
“Nothing.” Denzel rested on the door, his arms folded, his voice cold and harsh.
“I only used the same way on the same person. Allison is easy to fool. After she saw the trending news, she has been crying until now. Her eyes are swollen. Zariah, go say sorry to her and fix this. If not, I cannot promise what will happen to your best friend.”
Zariah pressed her nails deep into her hand. The hurt turned dull, but it did not match the chill in her chest.
She looked at the strange man in front of her. At last, she clenched her teeth and said one word, “Okay.”
Denzel took her to a program’s venue.
She thought it was only a simple sorry, but she did not expect the floor in the middle of the stage to be filled with broken ceramic pieces.
The sharp edges caught the light and shone coldly.
Denzel stood next to Allison, lifting his hand to hold her shoulder. The way he looked at Zariah had no warmth at all.
“Allison is a well-known person. This issue has grown too large, and the effect on her is too serious. You kneel, read this apology letter fully, and take it as saying sorry to her. Only if you accept punishment will others believe you admit your fault, then Allison will not be dragged into it.”
“Kneel down?”
Zariah’s body froze at once, a loud ringing filled her ears, and she even forgot to argue back.
Old memories from many years ago suddenly appeared in her mind.
Back then, she and Denzel went to a family gathering. Just because she accidentally hit a young woman, she was publicly splashed with red wine by that person.
She stood there, looking miserable, but Denzel only gave her a short glance, letting his assistant deal with it casually.
Also being treated unfairly, Allison only needed a short edited video, and he gathered people, forcing her to kneel and apologize.
Zariah slowly lifted her gaze, looking at the two people holding each other in front of her.
She said nothing more, holding a firm determination like cutting off all paths, step by step, moved toward that heap of shattered porcelain.
When her knees dropped down, the sharp shards stabbed directly into her skin.
Hot blood quickly flowed out, falling onto the fragments, spreading into bright red marks like blooming flowers.
She knelt upright, did not frown, did not cry, and even her eyes showed no change, only staring straight ahead.
Denzel stood nearby, the hand holding Allison slowly tightening.
Seeing the bright red on the floor, seeing Zariah’s blank side face, it felt like something pressed in his chest, making him unable to breathe.
The apology letter was very long; Zariah nearly used all her strength to finish reading it.
After she finished, she pushed herself up from the ground, slowly rising, bearing the severe pain in her knees, and said, “Where is Shizel? Give her back to me.”
Denzel still looked a little annoyed. He lightly waved his hand. “Let the secretary bring you there.”
Zariah turned around and followed the secretary outside, but she did not expect the car to finally stop at the door of a warehouse.
As soon as she stepped out, Oswald walked out from inside with several people.
Zariah’s heart dropped. She asked in a cold voice. “What are you trying to do? Where is Shizel?”
“What am I trying to do?” Oswald stepped closer, stretched his hand, and grabbed her wrist. “You bullied my sister, made her get cursed online. Today, I will get back at you for her!”
“Denzel will not let you off.”
Zariah did not think Denzel would allow Oswald to act against her, after all, even if there was no love, there were still many years of ties.
Oswald looked like he had heard something very funny and coldly laughed.
“Let you go? He cares too much about my sister to bother. But I’ll give you a chance, call him and see if he comes to help you.”
Zariah’s heart suddenly tightened, but she still held onto the last bit of hope.
First try, the line was busy.
She called again, still busy.
After several tries, the phone only gave a cold machine sound.
She refused to stop, her fingers shaking as she still wanted to try again, but she saw Oswald take out his phone and press a number without care.
In less than a second, Denzel’s voice came from the phone. “What is it?”
