Lise was on the verge of marrying Neil, the heir to the Wheeler Group. However, Uriah seemed unbothered by the idea of angering the Wheeler Group at all. Maybe Uriah didn’t have the full picture?

The manager quickly said, “Mr. Bates, you might not understand, but these two were the ones who attacked Mr. Wheeler’s fiancée and her friend for no good reason.”

Before the words could leave his mouth, Uriah struck him with another slap.

Rage burned in Uriah’s eyes, his temper flaring uncontrollably. In any other situation, he might have hesitated, fearing the power of the Wheeler Group.

But Katelyn wasn’t just anyone—she was with Vincent and a top-tier designer. Even Neil couldn’t get the upper hand with Katelyn, so what chance did he have?

With fury in his voice, Uriah snapped, “You’re fired!”

Meanwhile, the manager’s heart skipped a beat, and panic set in. Desperation filled his voice as he pleaded, “Please, Mr. Bates. I’m sorry. It’s all my fault. I’ll apologize immediately. Please don’t fire me.”

For him, working at Westine Mall wasn’t just a job—it was a point of pride, and the salary wasn’t bad either.

The thought of losing it left him terrified. What would he do then? Uriah shoved the manager aside, his steps quick as he approached Katelyn. His face softened into an exaggerated expression of respect as he addressed her and Ashlyn.

“Miss Bailey, Miss Marshall, I sincerely apologize. It’s the fault of those who abuse their power. Please, don’t let this reflect on me.”

His heart was racing in fear when his assistant called him. He had abandoned everything and rushed over, but by the time he arrived, he was still too late.

Uriah’s anger boiled over. He felt as though he could kill the manager on the spot.

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Paloma’s eyes flashed with disbelief as she snapped, “Are you blind? You’re apologizing to them, but I’m the one who’s hurt!” Her leg throbbed with pain, and there she sat on the floor, helpless and unable to rise.

In the end, it was Katelyn and Ashlyn who got the apology.

But why?

Uriah shot Paloma a chilling glare before turning to the security guards.

“Get her out of here!” he commanded.

The security guards jumped into action, their voices united as they replied, “Yes!”

The heavy tension in the air made the bystanders instinctively step back, wary of getting caught up in something they had no part in.

Paloma, refusing to back down, shouted, “I’m waiting for the police! You can’t just take me away!”

Realizing the situation wasn’t going in her favor, Lise slowly backed away from Paloma.

Despite the frustration bubbling inside her, she understood that if things got worse, it would only hurt her in the end.

After all, Neil wasn’t as easily controlled as he once was, and she had to be extra careful.

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