Chapter 165
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“Please don’t call my superior. I admit I was wrong. Please, forgive me,” Claude begged.
The senior sales assistant was even more shaken. She burst into tears. “Please, give us a chance. We both have families to feed. If we lose this job, how will we survive?”
Christina’s eyes turned cold. Her lips curled into a sneer. “If survival is that hard, then maybe you shouldn’t bother trying.”
The senior sales assistant looked stunned, caught off guard by the cruelty in Christina’s voice. For a moment, she forgot to keep up her act.
“Please don’t push us to the edge…” the senior sales assistant whispered, her voice trembling. She dropped to her knees, sobbing. “I’ll do anything. Just don’t dismiss me.”
“Yes! If we lose this job, our families will starve. Please, have a heart,” Claude chimed in, falling to his knees beside the senior sales assistant. Tears streamed down his face.
Christina didn’t flinch. Her stare was icy, and a mocking laugh escaped her lips. She pointed at Valerie and raised a brow. “She begged you before, didn’t she? And you turned your back. So it’s fine when you ignored her plea, but it’s wrong when I do the same to you?”
“No, no, that’s not what we meant!” Claude cried, shaking his head desperately. “I was wrong! I’ll let her stay on the job. I’ll even give her a bonus out of my own pocket.”
The senior sales assistant quickly jumped in. “Please, spare me too. I’ll help her family. I’ll donate a whole month’s salary!”
“I’ll donate two months!” Claude added quickly.
Both of them remained on their knees, begging and crying as if their lives depended on it.
Christina remained still, calm as ice. “No need,” she said.
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They froze and looked up, confused. Did that mean she was letting them go?
“What… What do you mean?” Claude asked carefully.
Christina smiled faintly. “She’s getting a promotion. Why would she need your pocket change?”
“Promotion?” The senior sales assistant’s voice cracked. Her face drained of color.
“That’s right. I’ll recommend her to your superior for manager training,” Christina said smoothly.
“No way!” Claude blurted out before he could stop himself. But one sharp look from Christina made him lower his head. “I mean… she doesn’t have the experience. I’m just afraid she won’t manage…”
“Everyone starts somewhere. And I believe she’ll surpass you one day,” Christina replied.
“But…” Claude wanted to say more, but Christina cut him off. “That’s enough! I don’t want to waste breath. Are you calling your superior, or should I?”
Claude and the senior sales assistant were frozen with regret. Their hearts sank. If only they had known she was the exclusive premium customer in the entire store, they would’ve bowed to her from the start. But it was too late to fix the damage.
Just then, Thea sneered from the side. “Ha! You’re just a customer! You don’t get to decide who stays or goes!”
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