"Oops, I sent it to the wrong person." Nicholas' sarcastic voice could be heard on the other end of the line. "I should've sent such pretty photos to Mr. Jenner!" "Nicholas Thompson!"

"Ms. Jenner, you're absolutely delicious in the club!"

Yelena bit her lips and turned pale.

"I've suffered a lot in prison, Ms. Jenner. The fights, especially, kind of disabled my hand.

"If I have a slip of hand one day and accidentally post something... Heh, Ms. Jenner, I wouldn't mind, but your image as a rich heiress..."

"Nicholas... Mr. Thompson!" Yelena's voice shook. "J-Just tell me what you want! I'll do it if I'm able to!"

"It's nothing. It just doesn't seem too sincere how you're resolving the damage."

Yelena gnashed her teeth. "W-What else do you want?"

"You only hired paid posters to give good reviews. I'd have done it myself if it were so simple. Why did I ask you?

"You should apologize when you did something wrong, Ms. Jenner!"

Nicholas sneered.

"You wouldn't not understand simple logic that even kids get, right?"

...

Yelena appeared at the cafe the next evening.

The Jenner heiress, who had always been high and mighty, was dressed in a dark-colored shirt and pants. She did not wear any makeup and pressed her baseball cap as low as possible.

The cafe business that day was decent. There were many customers, and the irises outside the shop swayed along the wind, becoming one of the famous places to take photos at in the neighborhood. Cordelia was happily busying about-only to catch sight of Yelena, who walked in slowly. She tensed, thinking that the latter was here for trouble again.

Zephyr noticed it as well and put himself in front of Cordelia straightaway. He stared at Yelena icily.

"What do you want now?" The man's voice was deep and looming.

Yelena composed herself, trying to look less pathetic.

"I... I'm here to apologize." Each word was difficult for her. "Cordelia, I'm the one who hired people to post bad reviews online. I'm the one who spread rumors and caused your business to fall through. "It's me... It's my fault.

"Cordelia, can you forgive me?"

Yelena did not speak loudly, but it was enough to attract attention.

A lot of people in the shop turned their eyes to her and whispered to each other. There were even people who whipped their phones up to record it.

"She's the one who spoiled this cafe's reputation!"

"That's what I thought! I came when the cafe opened for business. The boss and his wife were great, and their coffee's wonderful. How could they possibly fare as bad as what the Internet says!?" "This woman is awful! Is she trying to create malicious competition?"

Cordelia gripped the tray tightly. This was the first time Yelena had ever apologized to her. However, ill-meaning people like her would not change her malice just because she said sorry. Cordelia did not believe that the apology came genuinely from Yelena at all.

"Cordelia..." Yelena looked up at her. "I'm apologizing to you. Did you not hear it? Say something!"

Cordelia stayed silent, but the customers snickered from the side.

"Sorry, and she's done when she's caused such misery to others?"

"Right? Heh, why would we need the police if sorry worked?"

"You" Yelena was going to lash out, but she could feel a pair of eyes on her from the dark, sending chills down her back.

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