Cindy was dumbfounded. "It wasn't my fault," she retorted
At that moment, there was a knock on the door.
Cindy froze, and she immediately became nervous.
Sinclair glanced at her and said with a smile, "I guess that must be Monica. She must have seen the news and come to settle the score."
Cindy's face instantly turned pale, and her anger faded away. She looked at him in disbelief.
The knocking continued.
However, Cindy did not open the door.
"Go open the door," he said at last. "This needs to be solved sooner or later. You screwed up really badly. How could you do that with Monica's husband? She's always been your biggest supporter. Cindy, you've disappointed us all."
Cindy remained silent.
The knocking continued for a while before suddenly stopping. The next second, there came the sound of a key in the lock.
Sure enough, the person who came in was Monica. She was Cindy's agent, and she had full authority over Cindy's affairs. Hence, she had a key to Cindy's apartment.
Monica's eyes were glaring daggers when she walked in.
Cindy looked at her in shock and did not say anything.
Sinclair watched as Monica stormed up to Cindy, who was seated on the sofa. She stood in front of Cindy and looked down at her in disbelief.
"Raise your head," Monica said angrily.
Cindy looked up immediately.
Slap!
Cindy was completely caught off guard as she was slapped across the face.
Monica was so angry that she started shaking. "I must have been blind, Cindy! How dare you seduce my husband? They say that you shouldn't bite the hand that feeds you, so how could you be so shameless?"
Cindy said nothing.
Meanwhile, Sinclair leaned back lazily on the sofa.
"Monica, sit down," he said. "That's all in the past. Let's solve the problem at hand first. It's not something that is going to go away easily."
Monica turned around and looked straight at him. Her eyes were still burning with rage.
He continued, "No matter if it's you, the Theclair Group, or her, we're all doomed this time."
"She actually seduced my husband!" Monica turned back to look at Cindy before slapping her a few more times.
Cindy's cheek quickly became red and swollen.
Monica also felt a stinging sensation in her hand. She glared at Cindy. It seemed as if all that slapping had done nothing to alleviate her anger.
It had come as a shock when she found out that the artist and good friend whom she had treated with great care had done something like that to her.
She had invited an enemy into her home.
Seething with resentment, she sat down next to Sinclair. The both of them looked at Cindy.
Cindy remained silent. She did not fight back after being hit but kept her head down.
However, that seemed to make Monica even angrier.
"Why aren't you saying anything?" Monica roared at Cindy.
"She knows she's wrong. Calm down, Monica. It's
not a big deal," Sinclair interjected.
"Not a big deal? Sinclair, everyone knows!" Monica bellowed.
"You're mad because everyone knows. If you found out about this in private, you wouldn't be as mad, right?" he asked.
Monica frowned. She let out a snort of derision before saying, "Why wouldn't I be angry? What have I ever done to her to deserve this?"
"You didn't do anything, but she did something to hurt you," Sinclair answered in a firm tone, siding with Monica.
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