Chapter 5 I'm Gonna Make Sherry Garcia's Life a Living Hell

Nola Garcia called the manager over and slowly said, "What the hell is your pianist playing? I want to hear Country-Tunes."

"Yes, Miss Nola, I'll arrange it right away."

The manager told Sherry about Nola's requirements. This piece of music requires very high playing skills, but fortunately Sherry can play it.

Before leaving, the manager said again, "That is Mr. Aaron, the owner of our hotel, and Miss Nola is his fiancee. Be good and don't offend them."

Sherry nodded; her eyes gray. The owner of the hotel was Aaron Swift. She took a deep breath and began to play.

There was a flicker of disdain in Nola's eyes. Sherry was wearing light makeup and looked gorgeous today.

"Dear Aaron, your former servant is really versatile!"

She was just a lowlife coquette.

Aaron looked at the woman nearby and said, "If you don't want to see her, I'll let her go, or we'll go to another restaurant?"

"No, here it is."

Nola's eyes turned sour as she watched Aaron go out to answer the phone. She asked the manager to call Sherry over from playing the piano.

Before the manager could speak, Nola sarcastically replied, "Miss Sherry, long time no see!"

"So Miss Nola and Sherry know each other."

"Well, didn't you know she had a record when you hired her? She's in jail because she killed my baby with Mr. Aaron."

The manager's face stiffened.

Sherry didn't answer. There was irritation in her eyes, but she knew no one would believe her, no matter how she argued.

Nola tool a slow sip of wine, then smiled as she pulled a thousand dollars in cash from her purse.

"Without mentioning the past, you play the piano very well. Here's your tip."

Nola handed over the money and, as if by accident, the money is spilled on the floor.

"Thank you, Miss Nola, it's just my job."

"How? Do you despise me? Just take it when I tell you to!"

The manager gave Sherry a hint. She took a deep breath and crouched down to pick up the money. Nola was smiling and looked cocky.

After Sherry picked up the last piece of money, Nola took the pot of boiling water she ordered the waiter to serve and poured it over Sherry's hands.

Sherry didn't have time to avoid it. Her hands were burned red and swollen.

She gasped.

Under the eyes of the public, no one stepped forward to help Sherry.

Seeing that Aaron was already on the phone, Nola smiled as if nothing had happened and said, "OK, go ahead and play the same one."

The manager hurriedly pulled Sherry away.

"Miss Sherry, why do you want to offend the boss's fiancee? Well, just go on and play."

Sherry's heart was very grievance, but she knew that she can't resist, more can't resign directly...

It was not until two hours later that Nola and Aaron finished their dinner. Sherry also played the piano for two hours, and her scalded hand was almost useless.

Sherry walked to the bathroom, feeling dizzy. She wanted to leave the hotel, but she had already signed a one-month contract when she got her salary advance.

Would Nola and Aaron let her go easily?

Sherry walked out of the bathroom weakly, a year has passed, she still can't get rid of them.

Nola was fixing her makeup in the mirror. She smiled sarcastically, "Miss Sherry, you deliberately applied for Aaron's hotel. Are you not going to give him up yet?"

"It's just a coincidence. I'm leaving right now if I can."

"Of course, I won't let you stay in this hotel any longer, but I'll make your life hell wherever you go!"