Only a few days after that event, many people added me as contacts and their messages all sounded the same.
“So the pathetic hasn’t quit, he’s back again?”
It was clear that Zekeiah had spread the story, trying to drag my name through the dirt.
At that time, Azalea went on, “Don’t worry, I already warned the people who bothered you.”
“If you still care, I can give you more compensation, so you can rest longer.”
I shook my head. “No need. I will only take what belongs to me.”
“Also, the perpetrator already compensated me; it’s at least half a month of my pay.”
I blew on the beef soup with my spoon, like I was talking about something small.
Seeing that I stayed calm, she raised her voice a little.
“Zayden, weren’t you always so strong-minded? What happened to you?!”
Just then, a customer suddenly walked up to Azalea and said, “Aren’t you Azalea, the travel blogger everyone’s talking about lately? And I heard you’re also the boss of a public company, a real big shot!”
“I’m your fan, I never thought I’d see you in real life!”
“You look even prettier than in the videos! Would you mind taking a photo together?”
Azalea smiled a little awkwardly, but still agreed.