Inside the central room, Tapiwa looked furiously at the things she had shattered in a moment of anger.
To think that Chipo also thought of her that way. How could she not be angry?
Being called jealous was much better, but why did they all have to say such hurtful words when she hadn't said a single painful thing to them?
Was it really wrong for her to help them and provide them with a better life?
If they didn't want her help, then why poke her and rub salt on her wounds?
Do they all think that she had a heart made of stone that she couldn't feel hurt?
Why did they all have to do that to her?
Since they all thought of her like that, then there was no point in tolerating each other anymore.
With the girls out escorting and making sure that Chipo leaves, she drafted a contract to sell the shares she owned in the inn.
For a moment, she even thought of cutting Chipo off from the club, but then a sly smile appeared on her face.