Regina stared at herself in the mirror for a long time. Unconsciously, she always compared herself to Westin at times like this. Annoyed, she shook her head to shake off the shadows lingering in her mind.
What relationship does Westin have with her? Regina, remember your place.
Taking a deep breath, Regina forced herself to pull her gaze away, then exited the restroom... She walked with her head slightly lowered. After just a few steps, her wrist was seized by a rough, calloused hand, dragging her forward without warning...
Regina looked up and saw Waldo's cold, sharp face, like a knife. Instinctively, she tried to break free, but his grip was like a vice, crushing her wrist painfully.
"Waldo, let go of me..." Regina glanced around, fearing others might misunderstand.
Waldo didn't loosen his grip but coldly replied, "Regina, don't challenge my patience."
