Chapter 67 - The Carnage (1)

"How dare that country bumpkin!" The head receptionist stepped inside the restroom, her frustration bubbling to the surface as she pulled out her purse. With a twitch of her eye, she applied lipstick while glaring at her reflection in the mirror, recalling the humiliation she had felt at the hands of that woman who presumed to act so boldly in front of that man.

"Tch, it's fine. He seemed rich enough and handsome too," she muttered to herself. As she rummaged through her purse, she retrieved foundation and facial cream, meticulously covering the blemishes on her face while strategically concealing an acne breakout. The man she had glimpsed earlier had an air of celebrity about him, further amplified by the limited edition watch that graced his wrist—he was undoubtedly wealthy.