No More Waiting, She Chooses Love novel Chapter 665

Sure, she's always been at my throat, aiming to outshine me. But every step she took seemed to drag her further into the quicksand.

Though her predicament is a direct result of her own actions, she'd never blame herself. No, she'd lay all the blame at my feet.

And me? Stirring up animosity was precisely why I came here. I wanted Haley to despise me.

Right up until I was about to leave, Haley hadn't given me the time of day. But I made sure to call out to her.

When Haley approached, her tone was laced with emotion, "Felicia, I'm not serving you."

The girl had some backbone, refusing to make a buck off me.

"I'm looking to get a VIP membership at your bar, the annual kind. If you won't serve me, perhaps you could find someone who will," I said, leveraging my financial clout to corner her.

Haley stood to make a 25% commission on the VIP memberships sold here.

If I put down $300,000, that single transaction would cover two months of her salary.

"Felicia, just because you've got some spare change, doesn't mean you can flaunt it," Haley retorted, still feisty.

I couldn't help but laugh, "And what if I want to flaunt it? You could too, if you had the cash."

She spun on her heel and stormed off, only to turn back after a couple of steps. "If you're so rich, why don't you get the Supreme VIP membership? The one that's a million a year."

Suddenly, she was playing my game, understanding money spoke louder than pride or temper.

I smirked, "A million might not even get you much in commission. How about...," I glanced around, "I just buy this bar outright. How would you like to be the boss lady?"

Haley was stunned, scoffing after a few seconds, "As if I'd want that."

"I'm serious. If you're not interested, I'll hire someone else. A position with a million-dollar salary is quite appealing," I said, noting Haley's lips twitch slightly, though she didn't bite back this time.

That was exactly the reaction I was aiming for. I wanted her to loathe me yet be unable to touch me. Once she took over the bar, she'd surely try to find a way to hurt me.

In a place like a bar, engaging in some shady business was all too easy. But petty schemes wouldn't do; to really get me, she'd have to go big.

From what I knew, Seabreeze City's bars and clubs were all interconnected. If Haley wanted to harm me, she'd have to delve into the illegal—likely through Sapphire Lounge, the hub of the city's dark dealings.

This would allow me to set a trap and follow the trail.

Even as I plotted Haley's downfall, I didn't sugarcoat my intentions.

"Haley, I'm using you simply because you're easy on the eyes and you know the ins and outs of this place," I leaned in closer, "I'd have to pay anyone I used. With you, I don't have to pay extra, and I get the pleasure of seeing you bow and scrape. You'd hate me but still make money for me. Wouldn't you do the same in my shoes?"

Haley didn't utter a word, her clenched fists broadcasting her rage. Yet her silence was a testament to her helplessness and resignation.