58 Rather Die Than Apologize (2/2)

He took deep breaths, trying to contain his anger. The Alarm Girls were his biggest source of income after all. He just had to endure until he finds a better money tree than these three b*tches. It was just his bad luck that he was assigned to manage such unreasonable b*tches like them.

He didn't feel like a manager at all. More like their servant and a punching bag with no human rights. He frequently had thoughts of quitting but as someone with little guts, he tended to endure slights to his person rather than to stand up for himself.

The girls weren't like this before. They were hardworking and sincere. Their innocent eyes lit up with dreams of success. It was only when they started competing against Iris Long that their personalities began warping into such ugly she-devils. As a result, he also blamed Iris Long a little for his misfortune. He knew that he was being unreasonable for feeling this way, but he just couldn't help it. After all, he was the one who had to suffer the three b*tches' abuse on a daily basis.

Gritting his teeth, he forced the anger down. He hated these three b*tches, but he also hated himself for putting up with them. However, he couldn't give them up.

Losing them was akin to losing money. Of course the Alarm Girls couldn't compare to the big stars, but they enjoyed decent popularity and were in a much better position than complete newbies. He would hold on to these three b*tches and their skinny thighs, until luck gives him a better and bigger thigh to hug someday.

”This is not the time to be stubborn. The company is serious this time. Both Bright Summit and 'MusicFest Tonight' lodged complaints to the company,” he explained. ”If you still refuse to apologize, don't expect to be invited to the show again. It's just a simple apology. Just give it and be done with it.”

Wanwan: ”Shut up! What simple apology?! Over my dead body! I will never give that b*tch the satisfaction of seeing us apologize to her!”

Mimi: ”Yeah! I'd rather die than apologize to someone like her!”

Feifei: ”Hmph!”

The manager sighed. He knew that reasoning with the girls was pointless, but he had to go through the motions so the company couldn't fault him for not doing a proper job. He already warned and explained the consequences to them. He already did his job and was satisfied with himself.

He walked over and placed the letter on the low table in front of the couch. ”Think about the consequences of going against the company orders. I hope that you'll be more clearheaded tomorrow. I'll take my leave now.”

”Aaaaaah!” Wanwan screamed when the manager closed the door behind him, leaving the three alone in the messy living room. She grabbed the letter and tore it angrily into many pieces. ”Iris Long, you b*tch! This is all your fault!”

Sounds of crashing and shrieking echoed once again inside the apartment.

Later, the police knocked on the door. The three girls gave them the ridiculous excuse of doing a late spring cleaning while practicing their vocal skills.

The officer was doubtful, but since no one was hurt, he could only warn them before leaving while shaking his head.

”That was scary,” Mimi said after the police left.

”Who called the police?” Feifei asked.

”We're getting into all kinds of trouble because of that Iris! This is all her fault!” Wanwan, of course, blamed everything on their mortal enemy, regardless of whether it made sense or not.