Chapter 2 - The Ruthless Demand
Daniel didn't flinch. He didn't cower. He stood perfectly still, looking down at the spilled wine. His natural micro-expressions didn't show panic, just a heavy, deep exhaustion.
"I apologize, ma'am," Daniel said, his voice quiet, calm, and utterly dignified. "The tray was unbalanced. I will bring you a fresh glass immediately, on the house."
"On the house?" Victoria scoffed, laughing a sharp, mocking laugh that echoed off the crystal chandeliers. "Do you have any idea who I am? I am the CEO of Vanguard Holdings. A single hour of my time is worth more than you will make in your entire miserable life. You don't buy me a drink. You beg for my forgiveness."
In the background, Owen, the 50-year-old restaurant manager wearing a dark suit, hurried over. He was sweating profusely, rubbing his hands together in absolute terror. Victoria was one of his most lucrative regular clients, and he knew she had the power to destroy the restaurant's reputation with a single phone call.
"Mrs. Victoria, please, I am so incredibly sorry," Owen stammered, bowing his head subserviently. "He is new. He has been working double shifts. Please, let me comp your entire meal."
Victoria didn't even look at the manager. She kept her furious, razor-sharp gaze locked entirely on Daniel.
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"Get him out," Victoria commanded, her voice dropping into a register of icy, absolute authority.
👉 Will the manager defend his overworked employee, or will he sacrifice him to appease the CEO?
