Chapter 468
"Ms. Selena, those people are perverts. I can't take it anymore. Please send someone else to deal with them."
Valerie followed the sound.
At a secluded corner near the corridor, she saw a waitress in The Golden Chalice's uniform crying to her supervisor.
From Valerie's angle, she could clearly see the red handprint still lingering on the girl's face. Her cheeks had been slapped raw, and the skin on both knees, exposed beneath her knee-length skirt, was swollen and an angry shade of red.
The supervisor, Selena, took out a tissue and gently wiped the girl's tears. "Moira, it's not that I want to throw you to the wolves here, but the guests specifically asked for you."
She continued, "You know what kind of people hang out in 1919. Every single one of them has a powerful family, especially Mr. Gage. Even our boss has to watch what he says in front of him.
"You're just a waitress working here. What right do you have to pick and choose your customers? I know you were hit. I know you fe

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