"Serena? What are you doing here?"
Behind her came Claire Shaw’s shout, and Serena felt a bit helpless.
Even though she tried her best to avoid them, she was still spotted by the keen-eyed Claire Shaw.
Claire Shaw looked as if she’d discovered a new land, her eyes lit up like bulbs.
She immediately dragged Cynthia Fulton over to Serena’s side.
"Are you working here as a waitress?"
She scrutinized Serena up and down; the uniform Serena wore said it all.
"It’s just too pathetic, isn’t it?" Claire Shaw pretended to be sympathetic. "After your company’s bankruptcy, I asked Caleb if he could help you, but he refused... Though I also think he’s too cold-hearted, I couldn’t go over his head to help you... Being a waitress here must be tough, right? Here, I have two hundred for you, just take it!"
Claire Shaw theatrically pulled two hundred-dollar bills from her handbag and handed them to Serena.
This tirade left Serena speechless.
She knew Claire Shaw was deliberately rubbing salt into her wounds.
However, these words hit Serena like a soft breeze, hardly affecting her.
"Surely Miss Shaw has more than two hundred, and I’m not hung up on whether it’s cash. Since Mis Shaw is so gracious and beautiful-hearted in wanting to support me, just scan and transfer a hundred thousand, I promise not to tell Caleb Lockwood."
Claire Shaw never expected Serena to say that.
She had originally intended to humiliate Serena with those two hundred.
Seeing Claire Shaw’s face freeze, Serena smiled faintly.
"What, are you not truly willing to help me? I’ve given you the chance, you’d better seize it!"
"You!"
Claire Shaw nearly bit her own tongue, her face flushed with anger.
"You’re shameless!"
Insulted by Claire Shaw, Serena’s expression changed slightly, but she wasn’t polite.
"Who could be more shameless than you? You’re the one who said you’d help me; it’s generous of me not to call you out for being fake."
Beside them, Cynthia Fulton found the noise irritating and spoke coldly:
"Serena, are you working here?"
"Yes..."
"Is this how your manager teaches you?" Cynthia Fulton ordered, "Call the lobby manager over!"
The lobby manager, Little Luo, immediately scampered over to Cynthia Fulton.
"Miss Fulton, you called for me..."
"You’re fired."
"What?"
Little Luo was shocked.
Only now did Serena realize that Cynthia Fulton was the owner of Riverview Imperial.
Little Luo was Lana Xavier’s relative; the reason Serena came to Riverview Imperial to do odd jobs was on Lana Xavier’s recommendation because Little Luo was the lobby manager here, and it was better than not knowing anyone at all.
Serena never expected that her spontaneous retort to Claire Shaw would affect Little Luo.
"Cynthia Fulton, this has nothing to do with Manager Luo."
"He’s your superior, how can it have nothing to do with him when you’re so rude to guests?"
"Then I resign..."
"Do you think my hotel is a marketplace, that you can come and go as you please?"
Cynthia Fulton glared with her big eyes, her fierce gaze seemed to want to tear Serena apart.
In truth, Cynthia Fulton really wished she could kill Serena.
Being a woman of privilege, the greatest humiliation she had ever endured was thanks to Serena.
Though The Nash Family apologized to The Fultons, paid, and provided projects, so what?
Now the whole world knows that she, Cynthia Fulton, got married and the groom ran away.
Not only did he skip the wedding, but he also went off to fool around with another woman.
Now she’s the laughing stock of all the business socialites, the topic at every gathering!



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