"However, there are no ifs in this world. That's the harshness of reality. I was in that kind of situation back then where I basically had a small argument every three days and a huge argument every five days. Sometimes, I may even argue with a few people in just one day."
"Actually, they were the ones who picked a fight with you, right?" Kingston asked.
Eevonne shook her head. "To be honest, even until today, I can't distinguish if I was the one picking fights with them or they were the ones picking fights with me. I can't tell them apart clearly anymore. Perhaps this is a kind of, what is it? Butterfly effect? Domino effect? For example, I am in the office and I just had an argument with the colleague sitting next to me because of a work-related matter. In less than an hour, the factory manager reprimanded me. I did not dare to argue with him. I raised my head and looked at him very weakly and cowardly, and said, 'Did you already sign the papers yesterday agreeing to let your workers make the samples first?' After that, he recalled that he had indeed signed the papers and agreed. In theory, this matter should have passed."
Kingston was speechless. He truly was at a loss for words. If he had been there at that time, he may have sent both his colleagues flying by kicking them at the same time. However, he was not present at that time.
"In the end, not only have I argued with the factory manager, but I even argued with that female colleague of mine. At the end of the arguments, I was still the loser. It’s still all my fault. Everyone in the office started to criticize me again."
Kingston comforted her. "Eevonne, this is indeed not your fault. If I was there, I would have argued with them with greater intensity than you. You're right to resign."
Eevonne shook her head. "I didn't resign because of this. It's because of another matter that I had wronged me even more."
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