Wendy Aldridge gritted her teeth and spoke: "Ms. Chapman, you'd better think carefully. That night when you lured people over and robbed everyone of their food, you were part of it too, weren't you?"
Zara Chapman looked at Wendy, her face calm, showing no panic. Nobody had actual evidence about what happened that night.
Wendy gave a small smile: "If I go out and confess everything to the instructor, do you think you could withstand their interrogation?"
Zara wasn't afraid of the instructor's grilling, but if Wendy really aired all this out and dragged her name into it, she'd be covered in scandals, her image ruined—all her endorsements would be affected.
Zara considered it several times before finally saying: "After the show, at most I'll get you a resource, don't expect anything more from me."
Wendy still wanted to say something.
Zara: "If you don't want it, that's fine. I'm not afraid of the instructor anyway."
She wasn't scared of Wendy's threats—just annoyed by the hassle.
