And after she refused, the world revealed its ferocious claws to her.
Perhaps some might think the relationship between a company and its employees is one of mutual cooperation, earning money together, but this is wrong.
In terms of capriciously using power to satisfy private desires, so-called modern enterprises are no different from feudal society.
Even though Veronica could bring profits to the company, her defiance still enraged the company.
Like a beautiful work of art being erased by an eraser.
Everything Veronica had gained vanished in the face of the company's fury.
The money she earned was confiscated by the company as the astronomical sum of liquidated damages from the contract she had signed.
And the reason was merely a ridiculous breach of contract.
A lawyer in a suit and tie, who appeared from nowhere, told her that she had violated her contract with the company, and there were as many as seventy-two clauses.
Furthermore, due to contract restrictions, even if the contract was terminated, Veronica still could not appear on stage for twenty years.
This was like the last straw that broke the camel's back, blocking Veronica's last chance.
Overnight, she lost everything.
The team fell apart, and in the end, only the agent Mendes remained.
This wasn't because Mendes was particularly loyal, but because Veronica still owed him wages.
This agent, who usually wore a smile and was polite, was now pointing at Veronica's nose and demanding she pay him back, even if she had to sell herself.
This was why Veronica was here.
She truly couldn't pay the money back, so she had to come here and do the very thing she had once refused, just to settle the debt.
What she had once held dear, she was now selling out for a hundred thousand dollars.
It was undoubtedly a great irony.
Perhaps this was what the Corporation wanted to see—dragging those who defied them down from the heavens into the mud, using them to intimidate the rest of the flock... Listening silently to Veronica's story, Jessica didn't say a word.
She just gently stroked Veronica's back, clumsily using the only comfort she knew to soothe the poor Girl in front of her.
Hearing Veronica cry until her voice was hoarse, Jessica could no longer restrain herself.
"Alright, stop crying, Veronica. You didn't do anything wrong."
Grabbing Veronica's shoulders with both hands, she forced her to look at her.
"This isn't your fault. On the contrary, you are very brave, you know?"
"Brave?"
Hearing this unexpected evaluation, Veronica's crying paused. She stared at Jessica with wet, tear-filled eyes.
"Yes, brave. You didn't let those guys succeed; you slapped them in the face. Isn't that brave enough?"
"But..."
"There are no buts."
Jessica covered Veronica's mouth with her hand, firmly cutting her off.
"Do you want to hear my story?"
Without waiting for Veronica's answer, Jessica started talking on her own.
"You know I work for a gang, the 6th Street Gang. A bunch of scumbags."
"When I first started in this line of work, they were no different from those fat-headed corporate dog."
"They actually wanted me to sleep with them. Pfft. Do you know what I did? I smashed their jaws with a gun stock."
"I sank all my savings into Combat Cyberware. They weren't worthy to fight me."
Jessica said this lightly, but the danger of the situation at the time could still be heard.
"And you, Veronica, you're even tougher than me. Think about it: you don't use a gun, and you don't have all this Combat Cyberware, yet you still chose to fight them."
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