"Thanks," the woman accepted and took a slow sip. "You're right, Frey. Maybe telling a story will make me more relieved. But this time I don't want to tell you. Ah- maybe not yet."
"I am not forcing you if you don't wanna talk."
Gizelle got up from the sofa. "I want to be alone, clearing the mess in my head without getting anyone else involved. You'd better get back to your apartment. It's 9 a.m and you have to go to work."
After confirming that Freya was out of the apartment, Gizelle stepped into the balcony.
While sipping the hot chocolate Freya gave her, the woman looked at the tall buildings in front. Her mind was preoccupied with the embarrassing incident of last night.
How could Kenric treat her like last night? Even though she had been begging and had dropped her pride under the man's feet. But what does she get?
That bastard embarrass her even Jerold was there too. Not only that, Gizelle feels that her pride has been stepped on because of Kenric's rejection and water spray. Even though she didn't care when she was labeled as a cheap woman.
Well, she admits that she looks like a bitch. But... what the hell, man?! It was all she did to get Kenric's attention.
"Shit!" she cursed. "I can't go on like this. I can't allow myself to be humiliated by that bastard!"
This month Gizelle has sacrificed a lot, she doesn't want Kenric to treat her worse than last night.
It seems that the man is indeed hard to get and not worthy for her to fight for.
"Hello, Tif. What are you looking for me?"
A woman leaning on an iron shelf crossed her arms in front of her chest. "I heard something unpleasant happened to you yesterday. Is that true?"
Oh shit! It seemed that the news of what had happened at this bar spread quickly. Even though Gizelle was sure that Jerold had not spoken to other employees. Well, that guy doesn't talk too much.
"Where did you hear that from?"
"It's nothing new for the employees here to be quick to catch up on the latest news in bars. And I'll bet 75% of the employees already know about the embarrassing news that happened to you last night."
This woman... argh! Gizelle wanted so badly to rip her mouth out. Or prying out her sharp eyes every time she saw a rich man.
"Whatever it is, none of your business."
Gizelle stepped away from there, but the woman grabbed her hand first.
"What do you want, Tif?! Tell me!" She jerked Tiffany's hand roughly.
"Did you switch professions to be a bitch, Giz? Are you chasing rich customers for you to dig into their fortunes? Is that all you do to fulfill the needs of your luxurious life? Just tell me it's true."
Damn it! How dare this woman say that.
But... it's all true.
Uh- fuck!
"Shut up, damn it! Whatever I do has nothing to do with your life. I don't harm you, I don't bother you, I don't interfere in all your business including your one-sided love for Jerold!" denied Gizelle then said again.
"Listen, I know you hold a grudge against me because your crush is always near me. If I wanted, I could have seduced Jerold and had him just for me. But luckily I wasn't attracted to him. So I let you grab him freely. Take it if you want. Grab his attention from me while you can."
Gizelle said with a sharp piercing gaze in Tiffany's eyes until that woman felt cornered. She turned back to leave Tiffany who she believed was already on fire now. But soon Gizelle turned around again.
"Ah, and one more thing. Don't ever try to get into trouble with me. Or I will make you regret it for the rest of your life."
The woman continued to walk leisurely. She smirked with satisfaction that she managed to challenge her interlocutor so that she felt threatened.
Huh! That demonic woman does sometimes need to be threatened so it won't bother her anymore.
"Hey, Alfred!"
Gizelle stopped one of the employees at the bartender's desk.
"Yes?"
"Tiffany has been looking for you for a long time. I saw her around the back door near the kitchen. You should see her because she seems busy looking for you."
The man with curly brown hair frowned. "Tiffany? What a surprise. Why is she looking for me?"
"She told me that she likes you. Meet her soon, maybe she wants to confess her feelings to you tonight. Oh- she looked very pretty dressed up earlier too."
Alfred glared. "Really? Are you serious?"
"Come on, I've never said anything so serious before. Good luck, boy."
Alfred walked quickly after getting support from Gizelle. His face lit up like he got gold bars from the sky. While Gizelle laughed inwardly.
"Really? Tiffany likes Alfred?"
Ah, this guy again.
"So what?"
"Ah- no," Jerold said nervously. "I just thought that Tiffany had a crush on me. Because several times she gave me attention like someone who is in love."
"Pffft. Are you getting carried away by her attention? Are you jealous that Tiffany likes Alfred, Jer?"
Jerold shook his head quickly. "No. Of course not, hahaha."
Yes, of course, it's because you like me. Gizelle said in her heart.
"By the way, the uniform you're wearing is looser than yesterday. You're back to your old self, right?"
Well, the woman threw away all her uniforms that she had shrunk in the last month. Gizelle decides to no longer pursue Kenric. She bought another new work uniform in the same size as her previous one.
Let her lose the assets that Daniel and Stella offered as long as her pride is no longer trampled on by the arrogant CEO.
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A woman nods her head to the jazz music she is listening to through earphones. Feeding barbeque chicken pieces into her mouth, eating lunch at a restaurant alone. Dressed in shiny clothes from head to toe, she seemed unconcerned with the gazes of the patrons staring at her in surprise at the table full of food.