Chapter 187 Humiliation


    Isabe made her way to the hospital where Rosie was recovering. Upon opening the ward''s door, she was greeted by a sharp scent of disinfectant.


    As Isabe entered, she was abruptly soaked by a deluge of slop from above,pletely drenching her.


    Her hair and clothes clung to the bits of leftover food, emitting a terrible smell. There she stood, her eyes clenched shut, too humiliated to utter a sound.


    Rosie sat on the hospital bed and burst into loud, uncontrobleughter. For the first time in ages, a weight had lifted off her chest. She was no longer the only one fate had it out for. "This is so funny..."


    All the rage and bitterness she had bottled up finally got released. The storm inside her had quieted, and in its ce came a strange sense of relief, even a hint of triumph. She turned a sharp gaze on Isabe, convinced Isabe hadn''t paid nearly enough. She had not only been poured with the slop but also been subjected to


    endless online harassment. Isabe hadn''t faced any online harassment at all.


    A cold, calcting look crossed Rosie''s face as she started to devise a way to humiliate Isabe more.


    Rachael, still holding the empty slop bucket, said coldly to Isabe, "This is the price you should pay for deceiving Miss Harper. Next time, it won''t be just a bucket of slop!"


    She then gestured for the cleaners who had been waiting outside the door.


    Rotten leftovers and a sour stink clung to the floor. Isabe could be a mess, but this was Rosie''s hospital room, and Rachael wasn''t about to let it stay filthy.


    The cleaning crew set to work, efficiently tidying up the floor and refreshing the air with sprays of disinfectant and air freshener.


    Only Isabe remained covered in filth, left there to bear the humiliation.


    Isabe slowly opened her eyes, her anger burning in her chest. As she watched Rosieugh in delight, all she could think about was how badly she wanted to strangle her now.


    Rachael''s voice sliced through the tension, saying, "Your anger is pointless. You''ve only yourself to me for this. You provided Miss Harper with false information."


    Isabe, drenched from head to toe, hunched her shoulders and didn''t dare move. Vegetable leaves clung to her hair, making her look like aplete mess. She fumbled for tissues in her bag and wiped her face, gathering the courage to speak.


    "Why did you do this to me, Miss Harper?" She was stubborn, seeking an exnation from Rosie, and in her innocence, she even hoped for an apology from Rosie.


    "Kneel!" Rachael shouted, delivering a sharp kick to the back of Isabe''s knees.


    Isabe hit the floor with a heavy thud, pain radiating through her knees as she red at Rachael.


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    Rachael, expecting the reaction, kicked her once more. "How dare you re at me after you''ve caused Miss Harper so much trouble?"


    Isabe''s body wobbled because of the kick.


    She said, "I am not at fault here. Isn''t this Miss Harper''s own mistake? I provided her with such valuable information, yet she still failed in targeting Brenna. How is that my fault?"


    "Are you talking back?" Rachael swung the slop bucket at Isabe,


    Isabe dodged and quickly said, "I''m sorry. Please don''t hit me!"


    Rosie made no move to stop Rachael. Instead, she crossed her arms and watched the scene unfold before her. She believed Isabe hadn''t paid enough. Rachael continued to hit Isabe several times before finally stopping


    The mocking and harsh look on Rosie''s face remained. She observed Isabe''s misery, which made her feel a bit better.


    "Let''s see if you dare provide me with false information again," she said.


    Isabe, catching the twisted look on Rosie''s face, understood that Rosie was far from satisfied. But she didn''t


    want to apologize to Rosie or ept me for the matter.


    However, reflecting on her long rtionship with Denis and his avoidance of


    marriage discussions, Isabe knew she could not afford to offend Rosie. If she offended Rosie and Denis still refused to marry her, she would be


    left with no help.


    Yet, it was obvious that Rosie was only trying to humiliate her now.


    She wasn''t willing to just endure this.


    Isabe said, "I truly didn''t mean for it to happen, Miss Harper. I didn''t foresee this oue. This is neither my fault nor yours. If we must me someone, it should be Brenna. She is so skilled that she turned the tables


    on us."


    Rosie snorted, clearly unsatisfied with Isabe''s exnation, seeing it as nothing more than shifting me.


    She said, “Stop talking nonsense. I don''t want to see you anymore. Leave now." Isabe got to her feet and cautiously asked the question she had long held back, hoping Rosie might show somepassion after humiliating her.


    "Miss Harper, you promised to bring orders to the Barrett Group. Thepany is struggling to meet payroll. Without new orders, it might go bankrupt."


    Rosie sneered, "Didn''t I introduce business to you? You are the one who failed to seal any deals. Now, you want my help again? Leave!"


    She was determined to keep the Barrett family unaware that she had been ousted from the Harper family and no longer had any ties to Harper Group''s automotive manufacturing. She could no longer get the Barrett Group


    more orders.


    Rachael forcefully grabbed Isabe, twisting her arm. "Leave now!"


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