hapter 77
After Charlotte’s firm insistence, Georgia had only returned to work at Vetro Club once she was completely healed–one hundred percent recovered, with no lingering pain or weakness. She had told herself then that everything would be just like before, that her life was back on track and nothing had changed. But deep down, she knew the truth: everything had shifted beneath her feet.
The only real difference was that no matter how much she tried to push, no matter how much she waited or hoped, there were no assignments coming her way. No work was being scheduled for her anymore. The cruel silence of idleness wrapped itself around her like a suffocating fog. Her supervisor, Elaine, never offered her shifts or tasks. And Charlotte- never one to go against Preston’s commands–kept her distance, her expression unreadable.
Georgia found herself trapped in the Public Relations Department’s lounge day after day, sitting alone, watching time crawl until the moment she could finally leave. The lounge, once a place of lively conversation and camaraderie, had somehow become a cage.
One evening, as the clock ticked toward quitting time, Georgia slumped back into her chair, exhausted. “Finally time to get off work! I’m beat,” she muttered quietly to herself, the fatigue heavy in her bones. Yet she couldn’t deny a flicker of interest as laughter and chatter grew louder around her. The other girls in the lounge were buzzing about the day’s guests, comparing tips and stories.
Her gaze drifted upward, catching sight of a woman pulling out a thick wad of cash. The bills looked crisp, fresh–at least ten thousand dollars stacked neatly in her hand. The call girl noticed Georgia’s stare and flashed a teasing smile.
“Georgia, what are you looking at?” she teased, stepping closer with playful mischief in her eyes.
The woman waved the money in front of Georgia, who barely responded.
50? You want some of this too?” she said, cocking an eyebrow. “Come on, Georgia, stop acting like a fool in the Public Relations Department. When’s the last time a quest even asked for you?”
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Before Georgia could reply, another woman c
scorn, Juniper, quit showing off. Georgia doesn’t care about your peanuts. She’s got bigger plans, makes way more money than that. Your little stack means nothing to her.”
Juniper curled her lips in disdain. “That’s right. Who else is as cheap as her? I wouldn’t say yes to those guys no matter how much cash they threw at me.”
Georgia glanced at the clock on the wall, her heart sinking. She quietly gathered her belongings, stood up, and without a word, walked past Juniper toward the door,
“Stop right there! Juniper’s voice sliced through the chatter like a knife.
Georgia turned, puzzled. “What?”
“You!” Juniper jabbed a finger at her face, eyes blazing with anger. “I’m talking to you! And you’re just leaving without a word? What’s that supposed to mean? You looking down on me?”
A dull headache began to throb behind Georgia’s temples at the baseless accusation, She forced herself to stay calm, her voice even but gentle. “It’s time to get off work, Juniper. I’m just leaving
Isn’t that normal? she thought bitterly. It’s quitting time–I’m supposed to go back to the dorm. What’s the problem?
Juniper frowned, unconvinced. “What do you mean by that?”
Georgia didn’t understand what she had done to offend Juniper, nor did she want to argue. Her spirit was too weary for conflict.
She sighed softly and offered the simplest way out: “I’m sorry if I offended you in any way.”
For a moment, Juniper said nothing, her expression flickering with surprise and frustration. Of course, Juniper knew she had been picking a fight. She’d planned to report Georgia to Elaine the moment things escalated. But Georgia’s quiet apology disarmed her, making Juniper look petty and unreasonable.
“Fine You want to apologize? Then show me it means something. Juniper raised her hand, threatening.
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Suddenly, a stern voice interrupted from the doorway. “Juniper, what are you doing?”
Elaine’s arrival silenced the room. Juniper froze, then burst out, “Elaine, you have to call the shots! Georgia looks down ont
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Elaine’s eyes narrowed, her tone sharp and cold. “Juniper, you fought with Amber the other day, and now with Georgia. If you love causing trouble so much, this job isn’t for you.”.
In the past, Elaine might have looked the other way. But now, she was done tolerating nonsense.
Silence both dignified and mysterious. If Elaine didn’t know better, she wouldn’t have guessed Georgia’s connection to Preston.
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