Under the Heiress' Facade novel Chapter 811

"Uncle Bernard, wait for me." Giselle lifted the hem of her dress before chasing after Bernard.

She completely failed to notice the marble suddenly rolling toward her high heels. As soon as she stepped on the marble, she lost her balance and slipped.

Giselle let out a yelp as she bumped into the sauce station next to her. The various sauces on the counter spilled all over her, staining her white dress with all kinds of colors and smells.

"Wow!" Dora put her hand to her mouth in shock.

Tiffany was slightly delighted at Giselle's misfortune. Yet Tiffany didn't forget to scoop Dora up in her arms before stepping aside, fearing that the sauces might splash on her.

The other servers began to feel anxious upon watching the scene unfold. Things were about to go south.

Rumor had it that Bernard doted on Giselle, who had fallen there. The servers were at risk of losing their jobs if she got a single scratch.

Hearing that made Bernard pause in his footsteps. He spun around to see Giselle lying on the floor in disarray, making him scowl. Disgust was evident in his eyes.

The servers wanted to rush forward to assist Giselle, but they were also fearful of getting into trouble. Thus, they began urging each other to approach her.

Seeing that infuriated Giselle. If someone had come to help her, she wouldn't be left in such an awkward position.

She secretly memorized each of the servers' faces. Once the situation was settled, she would ensure they disappeared from Jedburgh forever.

Giselle could only reach out to Bernard. "Uncle Bernard, help me."

Instead, Bernard coldly turned and walked away, leaving Giselle awkwardly sitting on the floor surrounded by the sauces.

The servers secretly sighed in relief upon noticing his departure. Thankfully, Bernard wasn't angry. He was clearly a germaphobe, so even Giselle disgusted him at that moment.

In the end, all they saw was the complete footage of Giselle kicking Dora aside and the ridiculous scene of her falling down. There was no sign of who threw the marble.

Clearly, someone had tampered with the footage.

"Find out who threw the marble!" Giselle was more furious than ever. She was so unlucky today. Once she found the culprit, she would make the person pay.

"Dora, let's go. I got you some barbecued meat. Come over and eat first." Dylan came out from the cabinet nearby. He held two plates, one with a steak and one with some barbecued meat.

The sight of barbecued meat made Dora forget about her injury, and she struggled out of Tiffany's arms. "Dylan, you're the best. You know I like eating meat."

The three returned to their seats, but there was no sign of Hera. Only Margaret remained.