FROM THE ROCK BOTTOM TO THE HIGH SOCIETY

o react. The humiliation burned, but V

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uge in a dingy boarding house. She rented a small, bare room with the last of her money.

mployer turned her away after learning about her prison record. After days of rejections, her desp

at an upscale restaurant. The pay was modest, but it was enough to su

her a promotion. She was assigned to serve in the VIP section, res

he VIP rooms are different. These guests demand discretion an

dy feeling like second nature. "I

r winning over even the most difficult patrons. Though the work was exhausting, it offere

athered near the lockers, chatting animat

r height, tiny face, and those legs, you could be a flight attendant, a model

uing to fold a napkin in her hands. She turne

d glances, their ex

st because she works in the VIP ro

"Her face is average, and it's not like she's s

y, shrugged. "I don't think she's arrogant. She

ook. "Layla, my stomach's acting up. Ca

r, her expression calm but un

oor," the waitress said, handing over

elevator with the tray in hand, h

nd pushed open the door to the Platinum VIP Room. She entered quietly,

abbed her wrist. Layla froze, her heart skipping a beat. She s

ding but not painful. His presence was commanding, and the f

voice low and edged with amusement.

a struggled to process the moment, her

been too harsh, she appeared before him-serving as a waitress in the very room reserved exclusively for him. He h

ager, who had been accompanying Victor, could barely con

orking here?" Victor's v

stammered, "

mily's grasp. Victor's blood boiled-she wasn't running away, she w

he met his gaze. It felt like a cruel twist o

, her voice trembling with both fear and defi

from his iron grip, but he held on tight. Th

ken, shouted at her, "La

r. "Layla Young? You think changing your n

tress who had asked Valerie to cover her shift, hu

ing her first paycheck. Now, everything was slipping away again. Her vo

rate move, she leaned in and bit down on Victor's arm. Hi

ing back, Va