Chapter 27

When I returned to my room, I was already completely drained. I was too exhausted to even make dinner. I casually grabbed a bread roll from the drawer to stave off the hunger, then called Claire. She hung up on the first few calls. Eventually, unable to ignore me any longer, she picked up. "Zara, are you done yet? Didn't I tell you I'm entertaining clients tonight? What's so urgent that it has to be discussed right now?" Her voice was full of impatience. I replied coldly, "I'm just letting you know that I quit. Please have my press card and degree certificate mailed to me tomorrow." After joining the company, my press card and degree certificate were all kept by HR. However, I didn't want to go back to get them. I didn't want my colleagues or Claire to see the injuries on my face or how miserable I looked. "What? Why?" Claire's tone sharpened. "You know very well why." I didn't know what kind of relationship Claire had with Isabel, but there was no way I believed all this was