While speaking, Ashlyn observed the girlâs expression.
Indeed, the girlâs eyes grew red-rimmed as she listened to Ashlynâs words. Tears welled up in her sparkling eyes.
âYou also have this injury on your body-â Just when Ashlyn was about to tug on the girlâs sleeve, the latter covered her arm tightly and yelled, âIâm not injured!â
âAre you sure?â Ashlyn raised her brows at that denial. Stepping forward, Harrison immediately pressed the girl against the wall to stop her from squirming.
Ashlyn walked over and lifted her sleeve without hesitation.
Upon seeing the numerous injuries on the girlâs arm, Ashlyn was startled.
There was hardly a smooth patch of skin on that arm.
Whatâs more, there were wounds and bruises all over the girlâs arm.
Some of the wounds had turned yellowish, indicating they were a few days old.
However, there were new injuries from that day too.
It was a horrific sight to see the accumulation of new and old injuries on the assistantâs arm.
The color instantly drained from the girlâs face. She did not dare to meet Ashlynâs gaze.
âAre you really willing to suffer her abuse at such a young age?â When Ashlyn was in the elevator, she noticed that the assistant was terrified of Helena. Nevertheless, she did not expect Helena to stoop so low and abuse the young assistant as such.
âI donât have a choiceâ¦â The assistant finally bawled her eyes out, unleashing all her anguish and grievance at that moment. âMy mom needs treatment. I only have high school qualifications. I canât find any job that offers a good salary. Every time she hits me, she will compensate me afterward⦠I need that money!â
She leaned against the wall, allowing her body to slide down slowly before finally kneeling on the ground.
A trace of sympathy flashed through Ashlynâs heart as she looked at the defenseless girl in front of her.
I remember hearing that it only takes one moment for adults to have a meltdown.
Sighing in frustration, Ashlyn took out a bank card. âHereâs five hundred thousand. The money is all yours as long as you do as I say.â
âReally?â The assistant instantly looked up at Ashlyn with puzzled eyes.
âYes, I mean it. Iâve never lied before,â Ashlyn replied emotionlessly.
âAll right. I promise you.â The assistant eventually reached out and accepted the bank card.
Iâve had enough of Helenaâs abuse and dealing with her mood swings!
Helena was all dressed up at eight oâclock in the evening. She wore a white dress that bared her shoulders and fair skin with a pair of white heels. The backless dress perfectly encapsulated her slim waist.
She looked sexy yet classy at the same time.
Shooting another disdainful look at the assistant beside her, Helena ordered, âYouâd better put on the dress I was wearing the other night.â
Feeling agitated, Helena pursed her lips. Then, she scolded, âAre you a woman? You donât even have a decent dress to wear daily!â
The assistant lowered her head and did not utter a word. She obediently took the dress that Helena had worn during her rendezvous with Frank that night and slowly changed into it.
The hotel lobby on the first floor was temporarily arranged as a location for the press conference as per Helenaâs instructions.
The reporters who saw the tweet were eagerly anticipating the arrival of Helena.
It was five minutes past eight in the evening when an elegantly dressed Helena stepped out of the elevator alongside her assistant with a smile on her face. As soon as the elevator door opened, the reporters swarmed around her in a flash.
One by one, they held up their microphones and bombarded Helena with questions. âMs. Uber, is it true that youâre having an affair with Venti?â
âAre you the mistress?â
âAre you willing to do whatever it takes to get to the top?â
âMs. Uber, do you have no shame?â
âDo you even have moral principles?â
Surrounded by bodyguards, Helena walked to the center of the press conference and took a seat behind the table. She said to the reporters, âGood evening, everyone. I know youâre very curious about my personal life. But first, please take a good look at this young lady beside me.â
Pointing at the assistant standing next to her, Helena asked, âDonât you think she looks familiar?â
The reporters could not help shifting their attention onto the young lady.
The young assistant was wearing a dress.
âHuh? Why does she look so familiar?â