18 Floors Above the Apocalypse

Chapter 381

The woman's voice was like nails on a chalkboard, her eyes brimming with disdain. "Well, well, looks like every club has its squirrels, and even The Elite Club can't avoid hiring some snooty staff." Stella couldn't help but wonder, how did someone like her get hired? Or maybe she was leaning on her military family background, thinking she was a cut above the rest?

The trio and their dog turned in unison, all eyes on the haughty waitress. A face both familiar and strange made Stella do a double-take. Wasn't this the same socialite who raised alpacas? It seemed they were related, possibly daughters of the same absent-minded mother.

To fit her scrappy scavenger persona, Stella wore clothes that hadn't seen a wash in days, her face greasy and dirty, and her hair a tangled mess. Jasper was no different, the epitome of a rugged man with stories etched in his weathered face. Julia didn't recognize them, but Stella caught her eye immediately. She wasn't as polished as before, but still lived better than most, with her natural beauty and pale skin shining through even without makeup.

"What kind of service is this?" Stella sneered, "Call your manager over here!"

The pet owner was livid, and Cooper, the fierce little dog, leaped out, baring its teeth at Julia, "Woof!" Not just threatening her, but looking ready to bite.

"Ahh!" The moment she saw the dog's face, Julia's color drained. That dog, the one that bit her precious Mimi years ago! That darn dog was still alive, and then... her eyes shot to Stella, blood pounding in her temples. She, she was at The Elite Club?

Stella had no clue why Julia was here, nor did she care to dig into her dirty past. But Julia's condescending attitude was enough to warrant a lesson. "Oh, is it my clothes that don't belong in this mall?" Stella said mockingly. "Or do you think you're too good to serve customers? If you're that high and mighty, why bother working for a paycheck? You're just wasting space."

Go chew on

past resurfacing. Julia, teeth

the commotion, Tricia couldn't help but roll her eyes. Some people never change, always stirring

deep breath and approached with a

pointing at Julia, "Your employee is flirting on the job, categorizing customers, and hurling insults." She slammed her loyalty card on the counter with a defiant attitude, "Think you're better than us, huh? Maybe I should

quickly apologized, "I'm so sorry, she's new here and isn't familiar with

Why didn't you say she's a temp?" Stella wasn't satisfied with the explanation, "Acting all high and mighty just because she has connections? If she's such a princess, she should stay

for words, even repeated apologies didn't seem to work. Julia

"Nowhere near as far as you went just now. If you're so capable, then

If Stella didn't let this go and complained to the higher-ups, Tricia could face a performance review and even lose income. Seeing Stella wasn't one to back down easily, Tricia decided to stop coddling

to apologize, but Stella seemed intent on making a scene. The commotion had drawn a crowd, all watching eagerly at the mall entrance. Overwhelmed with frustration and embarrassment, Julia's tears started to fall. Stella wasn't buying it, "Crying? You've got the nerve to cry after the way you treated us!" Julia covered her face and pushed through the crowd, fleeing the scene. Tricia was at a loss, once again profusely apologizing to Stella, "I'm terribly

letting up, "Make sure you tell me the outcome. If you brush this

left, Tricia put on a strained smile, "Is there anything else I