63. The Last Way

Velia winced as Diana treated the cuts and bruises on her face. The sounds of pain escaped her lips despite Diana's efforts to clean them as gently as possible.

“We should report this to the apartment management, Miss. That woman needs to be reported,” Diana said.

Velia shook her head softly, accompanied by a faint smile. “There's no need to make a big deal out of it. It's just a minor injury. It's just a waste of time.”

Diana's eyes widened. The red marks on Velia's cheek and the bruise on her slender neck were clearly not minor injuries. Not to mention the cut on the corner of her lip. It was undoubtedly an assault.

“This isn't a minor injury. We should--”

“No need, Diana,” Velia interrupted quickly, trying to reassure Diana as she nodded repeatedly. “Besides, I'm not in too bad of a condition.”

Diana knew that Velia was lying, but what could she do? In the end, she could only fee