Dianal let go and took two steps back, her face pale.
At that moment, the server, who had been locked up for seven days, was released.
He walked out the door and into a car parked not too far away. Zenovia sat there with the back window halfway down.
He was signaled to get into the car. The moment he sat down, he started frantically begging, “Ms. Livingston, I swear that I didn’t sell you out. Please, let me go.”
Zenovia took an envelope filled with cash out of her bag and handed it to him. “I know you wouldn’t, so you’ve earned this.”
The server took the envelope, and it was heavy and thick. There was quite an amount in it.
Zenovia turned to look at him with a smile and said, “I need you to do something for me.”
He looked shocked and immediately gave the money back to her. “Ms. Livingston, I can’t be locked up again—”
“Don’t worry. You won’t be this time.” Zenovia cut him off and pushed the envelope back to him. “You just need to clarify something.”
He was curious, so he c
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