How could such a kind person end up in such a tragic way?
I handled Brian's funeral and stayed in front of his tombstone for three days.
If I hadn't been with James back then, Brian wouldn't have suffered so much pain, and he wouldn't have been eaten by wolves.
It was raining.
Wiping my tears, I came to James' company like a dead person.
The receptionist told me that he was in an emergency meeting and that only those with an appointment could enter.
I rushed into the meeting room, staring at James and Shirley beside him.
When they saw me, they were both stunned.
I didn't care about anyone else present but just walked up to Shirley and slapped her hard.
"Let's stop here." With a gloomy face, James quickly dismissed other people.
Soon, there were only three of us left in the meeting room.
James frowned and glared at me fiercely. "Today's meeting is important. Why do you make trouble here?"
"Mr. Clark, please calm down." Shirley covered her swollen face and cried, "I must have offended Ms. Smith. It's my fault."
I stared at her coldly. "Why did you slander my dad?"
"I didn't!" Shirley pulled the scarf around her neck, revealing many hickeys.