Chapter 3 - Standing Her Ground
Sophie didn't blink. With champagne dripping off her chin onto her wet dark uniform shirt, she locked her dark eyes onto Beatrice's furious face and stood her ground.
She didn't back down. She didn't bow her head.
"No," Sophie said in a quiet, resolute voice that silenced the whispering onlookers around them.
Beatrice’s jaw tightened in disbelief. Never in her life had a hotel staff member dared to look her dead in the eye, let alone refuse her command.
"You're fired!" Beatrice spat, her voice shrill with rage. "I will have the hotel manager throw you out into the alley in handcuffs!"
Before Beatrice could finish her threat, a single, heavy footstep echoed off the polished marble staircase.
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The entire ballroom went dead silent. The surrounding wealthy guests turned their heads, holding their breath as a tall, imposing figure stepped off the final riser.
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