18 Floors Above the Apocalypse novel Chapter 381

The woman's voice was like nails on a chalkboard, her eyes brimming with disdain. "Well, well, looks like every club has its squirrels, and even The Elite Club can't avoid hiring some snooty staff."

Stella couldn't help but wonder, how did someone like her get hired? Or maybe she was leaning on her military family background, thinking she was a cut above the rest?

The trio and their dog turned in unison, all eyes on the haughty waitress. A face both familiar and strange made Stella do a double-take. Wasn't this the same socialite who raised alpacas? It seemed they were related, possibly daughters of the same absent-minded mother.

To fit her scrappy scavenger persona, Stella wore clothes that hadn't seen a wash in days, her face greasy and dirty, and her hair a tangled mess. Jasper was no different, the epitome of a rugged man with stories etched in his weathered face. Julia didn't recognize them, but Stella caught her eye immediately. She wasn't as polished as before, but still lived better than most, with her natural beauty and pale skin shining through even without makeup.

"What kind of service is this?" Stella sneered, "Call your manager over here!"

The pet owner was livid, and Cooper, the fierce little dog, leaped out, baring its teeth at Julia, "Woof!" Not just threatening her, but looking ready to bite.

"Ahh!" The moment she saw the dog's face, Julia's color drained. That dog, the one that bit her precious Mimi years ago! That darn dog was still alive, and then... her eyes shot to Stella, blood pounding in her temples. She, she was at The Elite Club?

Stella had no clue why Julia was here, nor did she care to dig into her dirty past. But Julia's condescending attitude was enough to warrant a lesson. "Oh, is it my clothes that don't belong in this mall?" Stella said mockingly. "Or do you think you're too good to serve customers? If you're that high and mighty, why bother working for a paycheck? You're just wasting space."

"Woof!" Go chew on that.

Memories long buried surged into Julia's mind, the humiliation from the past resurfacing. Julia, teeth clenched in silent rage, was caught in a storm of shock, "You... you..."

Her outburst drew Tricia, the team leader, who was busy inside, to quickly come out. Seeing the commotion, Tricia couldn't help but roll her eyes. Some people never change, always stirring up trouble!

She took a deep breath and approached with a smile, "Hello there, how may I assist you today?"

Stella was blunt, pointing at Julia, "Your employee is flirting on the job, categorizing customers, and hurling insults." She slammed her loyalty card on the counter with a defiant attitude, "Think you're better than us, huh? Maybe I should just buy this place out!"

Tricia glanced at Julia, her face red with both embarrassment and seething anger, as if she wanted to tear the customer apart. This girl... what a piece of work.

Tricia quickly apologized, "I'm so sorry, she's new here and isn't familiar with our policies. I apologize on her behalf."