Find Me In Your Labyrinth novel Chapter 156

Estelle got a job working as a waitress in Midnight Bar. Because she's pretty, she was assigned to the VIP rooms on the 8th floor right off the bat, in charge of serving drinks to the customers.

After two days of training, she started working officially.

The supervisor of the 8th floor was named Mamie, who took her to meet the others on her first day.

There were a total of five VIP rooms on the 8th floor, with five waitresses. Except for Estelle, everyone else has been working at Midnight Bar for over a year before being promoted to the 8th floor. So, the others threw her some weird looks.

Mamie, in her 30s, always wore business attire and had exquisite makeup. She instructed Estelle,

"Out of the five rooms, 8801 and 8809 are reserved for our regular customers. Even if other customers arrive, you should not allow them access to those rooms. I assume you have been trained on other protocols as well. Let me make this clear: the customers who reach the 8th floor are of utmost importance. Avoid any actions that may displease them!"

Estelle nodded.

"Estelle, you'll be working with Susan, responsible for room 8807 today. If you have any questions, ask Susan." After giving instructions, Mamie said to Susan, "Estelle is new, help her out!"

A girl named Melody immediately expressed her dissatisfaction, "I'm supposed to be in charge of 8807, why are you giving the job to Estelle?"

Mamie calmly replied, "It's pretty ordinary to shuffle staff around, what's so strange about that?"

Melody glanced at Estelle, didn't say anything, and left the room.

After Mamie departed, the rest of the team proceeded to inspect the rooms. Once they had completed their tasks, they reconvened in the break room. Melody's attention was drawn to an additional sports jacket in the wardrobe, prompting her to inquire loudly, "Whose clothing is this?"

Despite the silence that followed, everyone present was aware that the jacket belonged to Estelle.

Melody took the jacket out, mocking Estelle in a derisive tone, "Did you purchase this from a street vendor? These cheap clothes are not worthy of being in the same wardrobe as mine; they lower my standards!" She then callously tossed Estelle's jacket onto the floor.