Chapter 12

Bella glanced at Steven. Steven understood and walked over to open the door. “Ms. Thompson!” The vice president of the hotel, Michael Gordon, who was responsible for the mistakes yesterday, barged in. He was so quick that Steven could not stop him. Bella frowned and watched as Michael rushed over to her desk. “Mr. Gordon, why are you still here? I’ve approved your resignation, so you may find another job.” “Ms. Thompson, you can’t do this to me! I have worked for this hotel for almost 20 years! I worked so hard for the hotel that I developed many illnesses due to exhaustion. Even your father wouldn’t fire me. How could you just fire me like this?!” Michael was sweating profusely as he yelled at Bella. “I’ve read the details of all the hotel’s top executives. Your illness includes fatty liver and gallbladder polyps. It looks like you’ve got quite a big appetite.” Bella sneered. Michael heard the sarcasm in her words and shuddered in fear. “I really didn’t know that Alia Furnitur