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Marie composed herself and stopped smiling. However, there was still joy in her eyes.
“Get new hostess uniforms.” Charles lifted the cup and put it next to his lips. Under Marie’s watchful eyes, he placed it down again. “We don’t do fan service in the club.”
“Mr. Harris, you’re falsely accusing me!” Marie was disappointed when he did not burn himself with the tea this time. “A cheongsam works best to accentuate a woman’s inner beauty. How has it become a fan service? Look at the other clubs! Which club’s uniforms do not show the women’s breasts and thighs?”
“I never went to other clubs before, so I don’t know.” Charles grabbed the necklace and looked at the pendant under the light.
“...” Marie lifted her eyebrows, and her gaze suddenly turned flirty. “Cheongsams are still fine, I just don’t think it’s suitable for Sophia. It exposes her scar, and it’s so ugly. I’m afraid it’ll scare people away. Why don’t I ask someone to make a custom uniform for her? What do you think?”
Charles put away the pendant and made a sound of approval. He agreed to this.
Marie smacked her lips and said tauntingly, “If people don’t know, they’ll think you’re jealous of Sophia being a hostess.”
“Fire the person in charge.” Charles ignored her and lifted the teacup to take a sip.
“He has worked here for ten years. Even if he has never accomplished anything, he works hard. We can’t just fire him. It’ll be such a shame.” Marie blinked, and her every move was sultry. “Why don’t you give me a crime to pin on him?”
“Stealing the precious property of the club. Changing the accounts of the club.” Charles leaned back against the chair. There was a layer of ice in his eyes.
“This crime is too serious. I’m afraid no one will want to hire him anymore if word gets out.” Marie looked at that precious pendant. She knew everything, but she still asked while smiling, “What did he do?”
Charles placed his hands on his knees and looked at her. His eyes were icy.
“Pretend I never asked.” Marie leaned down and supported her chin with her right elbow. Her cleavage was faintly discernible. “Mr. Harris, I discovered something interesting recently.”
She stopped talking to wait for him to ask her.
Even with the glorious view in front of him, he was acting like he did not see it. He only peered at her for a short while before walking away.
Marie watched as he disappeared through the door. She sighed in regret. “I shouldn’t have waited for him to ask me. I should have just told him. I miscalculated…”
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The next day, 8:30 am.
Sophia got a notice about some setbacks with her uniform, so she had to return the cheongsam. She was given a rest day before the new uniform got here.
“The bosses finally came to their senses and gave you a day off!” Megan exclaimed.
“F*ck all of your ancestors!” Tiffany kicked the foot of the bed, and it made a loud sound. “It’s still early. Are you gonna let me f*cking sleep or not? F*ck all of…”
“Keep screaming,” Sophia walked to Tiffany’s bed and said flatly.
Tiffany’s face went red. The words she had wanted to say were stuck in her throat. However, when she looked at Sophia’s eyes, she could not say anything. She scoffed loudly and covered her head with her blanket. She purposely made a loud sound.
“She’s crazy.” Megan scoffed and ignored Tiffany who was still kicking around in the bed. She said to Sophia, “You hardly have a day off. Let’s go shopping.”
Sophia looked at the clothes she was wearing that were meant for summer and did not say anything.
Back then, she could still wear her clean uniforms. Now that she had returned her uniform and cheongsam to the office, she was only left with this outfit. It was the same outfit she wore when she got incarcerated.
“I’ve gained weight recently, so there are some clothes that don’t fit me anymore. I’ll give them to you.” Megan got out of bed in only her underwear and took out a khaki-colored coat and a pair of pants.
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