The Woman From Hell

Chapter 639

One of the waitresses cast an unpleasant glance at me and asked, "Wanda, you told us that you were a waitress just like us in the past. How did you become the manager of this shop?"

After a momentary pause, she said, "I really envy you. You don’t have much to do, yet you still receive two paychecks."

Her voice dripped with contempt. Some people joined her and added, "Right, Wanda. Tell us how you did it. Not only are we younger than you but we're prettier as well. If we learn from you, we might be able to get promoted as well."

The waitress who started it all was named Fiona. She was young and pretty. She always seduced men with pretty good backgrounds while working here. Fred was her first goal. She definitely wanted to go against me since Fred and I seemed to be pretty well-acquainted.

I glanced at her without saying anything.

I thought that things would end here, but Fiona did not intend to stop. She spoke to me in a distasteful manner, "What's there to learn? You just need to sleep with men. I heard that women are like wolves in their 30s. It seems like Fred can't escape the grasps of old

women either. The position you got by sleeping with him is really much easier than ours. After all, we had t o work hard to get a job here."

me a n old woman, while some of them called me a

They could speak their minds without filtering their words. They

Fiona. I was not angry, but I spoke to her in a cold tone, "Yes, I'm already 30. I'm older than

had just entered the workforce as well. It’s much more complicated to approach people in a huge corporation as compared to

at you now, I suddenly think that the upbringing and education that my family provided me with was extremely important. They taught me to chase after those who are doing better than me instead of talking bad about them. Miss Cinny, your upbringing is really... pretty

nobody liked hearing someone

rage at once. She raised her hand and prepared

my hand to block her actions. After that, I picked up the cup of water on the

you keep making things up and

the time. It was about time t o get off work. I turned around and walked out

anger, "Wanda Lane!

in a fit behind me. I did