But very quickly, it disappeared… Some things were predicted.

Those three years, how many nights of being tortured by sleeping next to the toilet, how many nights of being so uncomfortable and painful that she couldn't sleep, even breathing was difficult, she could only lean against the corner of the wall, sitting blankly staring at the bathroom ceiling in the middle of the night, lonely and cold, only known to be absent-minded, with nothing left to do…


Could it be that this wasn't enough for her to understand the things she didn't understand clearly before?

She spent three years, thinking over and over again, to find evidence to prove that she had been wronged.

But the more she thought, the more she realized.


In the end, when she thought over and over again about those things, it was no longer to find evidence to prove that she had been wronged, but to prove that she had guessed wrong.

Without saying anything, she just smiled, the corners of her lips slightly curved up, pain spilling out of her mouth, in the end, she had guessed right.


From the moment Duane began to criticize her, Ashley knew how ridiculous, sad, and pathetic she had been for those three years—to prove that she had guessed wrong, to prove that Gina was innocent, she had tortured herself by recalling memories she never wanted to remember.

Was she stupid?

She was stupid.

Otherwise, in those three years, she had clearly realized that Gina was 'not clean", but she still recalled that memory over and over again recalled what had happened in the past, found evidence of Gina's 'innocence", to deny the doubts deep in her heart.

'You're laughing, Ashley, you're laughing, what are you laughing at? You're laughing because Gina is dead, you're laughing because your plan has been carried out? Ashley, you're shameless. You're still laughing. You're not allowed to laugh." Duane was angry at the unspeakable strange smile of the woman kneeling before him, a flame of anger burned in his heart.

She raised her head, looked at Duane, and laughed, not a single laugh came out, that smile made people feel disgusted, that smile, unspeakably strange, made Verity, Arwood, and the others all feel scared.

 The woman finally opened her mouth, her hoarse voice stimulating everyone's body: "Duane, thank you. Thank you, really thank you." It was he who pulled her out of that illusion, causing her to face the doubts about Gina deep in her heart. 

What Duane criticized, she had never done before, yet Duane was so angry, what did that mean? 

That Gina had lied to Duane. 

That year's incident, so many suspicious points, she did nothing, and in the end, became "evidence against her", what was the so-called "evidence"? It was the messages and calls to her on Gina's phone before the incident. 

Never thought of Gina at that time. 

She thanked Duane. 

But this sentence, in the ears of others, sounded more like a provocation. 

Duane was embarrassed to the point of anger.  Ashley's "Thank you" could completely make his nerves explode. "Thank you? You say thank you?" He was insulting her, and she said "Thank you"?

Reaching out, he grabbed Ashley's hair tightly, roughly bringing the bottle of wine in his hand in front of Ashley: "Alright, if you want to thank me, then drink this bottle of wine. If you drink this bottle of wine, I will immediately tell everyone here to delete all the photos and videos on their phones."

"How, isn't it unfair? That year, you forced Gina to drink the whole bottle of whiskey. Today, it's your turn to drink the whole bottle of whiskey. I, Duane, swear that I won't cause you any trouble in the future." Duane's face was fierce. "How, drink or not?"

Drink or not?

Ashley lowered her eyes, saying nothing, just looking at the bottle of whiskey.

Meadow closed her mouth, eyes wide open, unable to make a sound.

"I didn't do that. I don't know how to drink." She slowly explained that she didn't do that, not doing that meant not doing that. She also didn't know how to drink, why did she have to endure humiliation, ridicule, and do things that no one wanted to do...

To not drink a drop of alcohol, she could kneel in front of others, bet her life and sink into the water, sing until her throat was destroyed, could do countless things, just to not drink alcohol.

"I don't drink alcohol." She raised her head, speaking extremely slowly, but extremely firmly, "The boss has agreed with me, not to drink alcohol."

'Hahaha… This is the first time I've heard of this, doing this job without drinking, Ashley, do you think you're still Ashley, do whatever you want, don't do it if you don't want to?" Duane took out his phone, held it up, and showed Ashley the video he had just recorded: 'Just press this button, this video will be posted on my feed immediately. How is it, you don't drink?"

Ashley's shoulders shook…

'In my feed, there are all the people you know."

Her heart suddenly tightened.

Meadow 'Ugh" ed a few times, her eyes widening…

No, no! Ashley couldn't drink.

Meadow looked at the woman kneeling on the ground, slowly raised her hand, tightly grasped Duane's whiskey bottle, and heard the woman's hoarse voice say: 'I drink."

'Ugh!" No! No! Meadow opened her eyes wide, trying to move towards Ashley, but the person holding her was too strong. Arwood glanced at her, and smiled faintly: "Meadow, I apologize to you today, but this is between us and her, don't interfere in other people's business."

No! It's not like that! She's about to die. Do they want to kill Ashley?

The phone in her pocket rang, Meadow's expression stiffened, instantly, changing.

Not knowing where to get the courage, she turned her head to stare at the person holding her, taking advantage of the person's distraction, Meadow immediately answered the phone with unprecedented speed, "Boss. Help. Go to the 6th floor."

Immediately, a hand knocked Meadow's phone away, Arwood laughed coldly: "Meadow, you're good. Okay, was that your mysterious boss just now?

Okay, let's wait here today, let me see what your boss will do to us."

Meadow's phone was still on the call, on the other end of the line, the man's expression was cold.

Until...

"Duane, give her a drink. Let's see, Miss Ashley, who was once famous in S City, will fall on her arrogant head."

On the other end of the line, the man's hand holding the phone suddenly clenched.

"Christian, take your subordinates, go to the 6th floor."

He hurriedly walked towards the elevator, Christian was surprised, then immediately contacted the others, their expressions hurriedly followed the man: "Boss, what's the matter?"

In the elevator, the man bit his thin lips tightly, not saying a word, his eyes were fierce like an eagle, revealing the emotions in his heart.