Chapter 849:
âShe works for the VQ Group. Whether her hand recovers is Mr. Finchâs concern. At most, he could offer her paid leave for recovery.â Jessica spoke dismissively, ignoring Conroyâs attempts to quiet her by tugging at her sleeve.
Bryanâs expression darkened.
âI didnât know the VQ Group could be so devoid of compassion. I generally steer clear of such companiesââ
Before he could finish, Conroy interjected.
âMr. Dawson, this is indeed Jessicaâs fault. She harmed Eileen. Since Eileen is my daughter, Jessica could apologize to her in private. But today, she is here primarily to apologize to your daughter.â
Bryan remained silent, his sharp gaze fixed on Conroy. Realizing his oversight, Conroy quickly corrected himself. âApologizing in private isnât suitable. Jessica, apologize to Eileen now. Even though you left the VQ Group, you might still cross paths with Eileen in the future.â
While speaking, he gave Jessica a meaningful look. Eileen eyed Jessicaâs unkempt hair and then calmly rose from her bed to await the apology.
Left with no other option, Jessica said reluctantly, âIâm sorry, Eileen, for accidentally splashing you with hot water that day.â
âI do not accept your apology.â
Eileenâs response wasnât loud, but it immediately brought silence to the room. Both Conroy and Jessica stood in shock, unable to grasp what they had just heard.
Find the latest releases gⱯlnÏvð®ðsâ¤com âWhat are you doing?â Conroy whispered, a warning in his voice. âDonât cause trouble for the VQ Group. Isnât Mr. Dawsonâs support enough for you?â
âMr. Dawson, since you support me in this matter, does that mean I can decide how to forgive Miss Marshall?â Eileen turned to Bryan.
Bryan lifted an eyebrow. âCertainly.â
Holding up her injured hand, Eileen declared, âMy hand is severely injured, and she thinks a mere apology is enough? Not a chance! I want to flick her on the forehead.â
Bryanâs brow furrowed. Wouldnât that hurt her fingers? A slap might be better than this. But Eileen was aware of Jessicaâs ego. Even if it meant breaking ties with Conroy, she knew Jessica wouldnât present her target for a slap.
Eileenâs intention wasnât to vent her anger; she had other motives in mind.
Jessica stood in disbelief. âEileen, have you lost your mind?â
âEnough talking, Miss Marshall. Just a simple flick on the forehead. Yes or no?â Eileen gave Jessica a choice.
âNo,â Jessica began.
âYes,â Eileen interjected before Jessica could finish her response. Conroy then chimed in, âAh, itâs merely playful banter between you two. Go ahead, Jessica. Just let Eileen flick your forehead. With her hand injured, it couldnât possibly hurt much.â
Conroy nudged Jessica towards Eileen.
Eileen targeted Jessicaâs forehead and flicked it with force.
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