*BOOM—!*
The explosion detonated inside Zhou Yating’s skull! The aftershock of paper striking flesh still reverberated as she watched Yang Xiaochuan vanish behind the elevator doors, head unbowed. An iron brand scorched her humiliation-shattered nerves!
“Aiiii—!!!!” An inhuman shriek tore from her throat! Terror, shame, and rage—suppressed to the point of combustion—erupted like lava! She lunged like a madwoman at her father, Zhou Dahai, frozen and plastered with documents.
“Father! How dare he?! That profiteering bastard! To assail you with papers?! What measure of worth possesses him?!” Her talons shredded the reports clinging to his suit, sending paper shrapnel flying. Tears carved grotesque furrows through her makeup. “A peasant elevated by sheer luck! A petty functionary!
