58 Rather Die Than Apologize (1/2)

While Iris Long was having a blast working that day, her self-proclaimed mortal enemies were livid at her, cursing her with all their might.

Alarm Girls' company-issued apartment.

A heavy ceramic vase crashed loudly against the wall, breaking into several sharp pieces before falling to the floor. A lampshade and a bunch of ripped entertainment magazines promptly followed it, forming a mangled mess of broken things.

The living room was in total disarray. It looked like a savage beast went wild and tore the entire place upside down.

Furious shrieks and roars from the apartment frightened away the birds in the area and alarmed passersby, making them think that a bad case of domestic violence was occurring.

Some of them wanted to report it to the police, but their companions stopped them, saying that it was none of their business and it was better not to interfere with other households' private matters. Others with more creative imaginations, upon hearing the female shrieks, had images of depraved rituals running through their minds with lots of ropes, leathers, and whips.

There were still a few responsible and concerned citizens, however, who still called the police to check what was happening.

Inside the chaotic apartment, three girls looked like crazed, bloodthirsty hyenas.

”There is absolutely no way that we're going to apologize to that sl*t!” Wanwan threw the TV remote next. Fortunately, it was in a rubber cover. Otherwise, it would share the same fate as the poor broken things on the floor.

She turned red in anger, her chest heaving, as she picked up whatever stuff near her and threw them forcefully against the wall and the floor. She screamed and shrieked like an evil demon about to slaughter humanity.

Mimi: ”Yeah! Leader's right! Who wants to apologize to that sl*t?!”

Feifei crossed her arms across her chest, her hands closed into tight fists until her fingers dug painfully onto her palms. She felt so furious that she was trembling.

Their manager avoided the broken debris on the floor, waving a letter in the air and showing it to the three girls. ”You have no choice. The company issued you an order. Either you give an official apology to Iris Long or you'll find your resources taken away.”

His words made the three girls even more enraged.

Wanwan: ”What kind of manager are you?! You didn't even say anything in our defence?!”

Mimi: ”Yeah! What kind of manager are you?! Useless!”

Feifei: ”You just let everyone bully us!”

'Who's bullying who?' The manager grumbled to himself.