Chapter 43: Why Should I Apologise?
"I''ll go to the bathroom."
Gwenda stood up and wanted to take a breather.
Hearing this, Olivier turned to look at her and asked with concern, "Are you feeling unwell? If so, we
can head back first."
Hearing this, the CEOs were upset.
They had yet to discuss the details of their business partnerships, how could he leave now?
Seeing this, Gwenda quickly shook her head. "I''m fine. I''m need to go to the bathroom."
"In that case, doe back soon."
"Okay."
Gwenda nodded before she got up and left.
Olivier''s gaze followed her keenly as she did, only withdrawing after she had walked out the door. His
interest in the banquet had waned.
Seeing this, Snow''s eyes glinted with something as she got up to follow Gwenda.
...
In the bathroom, Gwenda was washing her hands in the sink when the door opened.
Snow entered with a look that spoke of her ill intentions.
ncing at her, Gwenda said nothing and continued to wash her hands.
Snow''s anger surged once again when she saw that she was being ignored. ring at Gwenda, she
sneered, "I thought you weren''t a schemer! Turns out you''re quite good at what you do, huh?"
Gwenda still didn''t ignore her.
Snow was furious as she shouted, "Hey, I''m talking to you!"
This time, Gwenda looked up at Snow through the mirror with a frown. "You''re talking to me?"
"Don''t y dumb with me! You did it on purpose, didn''t you? You deliberately said that you had no
connection to Mr. Petit so you could embarrass me!"
Eyeing Gwenda with poisonous hatred, Snow snarled, "Apologise to me this instant!"
"Apologise?"
Gwenda raised her eyebrows. "Miss Green, are you drunk? Why should I apologise to you?"
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"Very well, then, if you don''t apologise, you won''t leave the bathroom today!"
Snow blocked the doorway menacingly as she said that.
Gwenda plucked a paper towel from the dispenser, wiping her hands dry with it as she eyed Snow.
Then, with a cold tone, she said, "I''d suggest you go to the doctor because you''re clearly out of your
mind. I''m not in the mood to y along with you. Get out of my way!"
Unmoved, Snow said haughtily, "What are you going to do? Call Mr. Petit toe help?"
"Onest time. Get out of my way!"
Gwenda''s soft eyes suddenly became hard and unforgiving. The cold aura emanating from her was
suffocating.
Snow was shocked by the sudden shift in the atmosphere.
Not wanting to speak to her further, Gwenda left the bathroom.
Returning to her senses, Snow quickly caught up to Gwenda who was in the corridor. "Do you really
think I''m someone you could mess with? You don''t even know who I am! You embarrassed me publicly
today, do you really think I''ll just let this slide! Not a f*cking chance!"
As she spoke, she raised her hand and swept it towards Gwenda with force.
A gust of wind whistled past Gwenda''s face. Her eyes shing, Gwenda reached out and intercepted
Snow''s wrist before pping her with a loud smack.
...
Snow was pped so hard that her head snapped to one side, a hand print appearing on her face.
"I, Gwenda Evans, am never one to apologise for something that I''ve never done. This p is to teach
you to be less of a troublemaker!"
Gwenda gazed at her coldly, the expression on her face chilling enough to terrify anyone.
Snow had never suffered a grievance such as this. Trembling with rage, her face turning purple, Snow
spat furiously. "How dare you p me! If I don''t teach you a lesson today, you won''t know how powerful
I am..."
She rushed over wildly to attack Gwenda.
Instead of dodging, Gwenda kicked out at Snow''s leg, eyes shing with contempt.
...
With a loud noise, Snow fell back squarely onto a passing waiter.
The soup in the waiter''s hands spilled onto the floor as well as dousing Snow.
"Ah—"