Chapter 10 Money Is More Dependable Than Anything Else

• Victoria was hospitalized for two days. As soon as she saw the bill, she decided to discharge from the hospital even though she still had a fever. Even though her salary at Delta Club was decent, after deducting her basic expenses, she wouldn't be left with much. She still had to save that money for emergencies.
• She returned to the staff dormitory and changed her clothes. However, she was still dizzy from being lightheaded, so she clung to the locker next to her for support. Suddenly, she heard the sound of footsteps. Seconds later, she felt a rough push, and everything around her began to spin. Pain shot through Victoria's body when her lower back was slammed against the locker. She couldn't help but mutter a grunt.
• Her roommate, Daisy Torres, uttered a loud, piercing tone from behind her. "Victoria, what do you think a murderer like you is trying to do with my locker? Are you going to try to mess with it while we're gone?"
• "I—" A moment passed before Victoria looked up at Daisy, who bore a look of disgust on her face. Then, Victoria realized that since the incident that day was blown out of proportion, everyone at the club must have known about her imprisonment.
• The embarrassment she had anticipated overtook her. She averted her eyes and spoke softly, "I was feeling a bit lightheaded, so I leaned on it. Don't worry, I didn't do anything."
• "Who knows? If I continue to live with a murderer like you, I will probably pass away one day without even realizing it."
• Meanwhile, Gabrielle, who had arrived late, noticed that Victoria had her hand clutched on her lower back and that her face was getting pale. She hastily approached Victoria to support her. "Daisy, what are you doing? Are you okay, Victoria?"
• Victoria shook her head as her face grew increasingly pale. "I'm fine…"
• Gabrielle observed Victoria's pale and red face. She instinctively extended her hand and lightly touched Victoria's forehead. "Whoa! You have a fever and are burning up, so why are you leaving the hospital? Why did you not stay longer in the hospital?"
• "It's just a cold and nothing to worry about..."
• "Tsk, stop acting." Daisy clicked her tongue. Then, she checked her locker and violently slammed the door before she stormed out of the room. "I'll ask the supervisor about changing dormitories. It is so disgusting to live with people like you."
• Gabrielle glared at Daisy as she walked out the door, her eyes reddening in rage. "Who does she think she is? She is no better than any of us, as she also works at this club. Don't bother about her, Victoria."
• Victoria was stunned for a moment when she saw Gabrielle, who was enraged by the injustice shown to her. "Thank you, Gabrielle," she uttered with a heart filled with gratitude.
• Thank you for showing me that the world is not as bad as it seems.
• Soon after, there was a knock at the door. Gabrielle went to answer the door and was slightly surprised to see the person who had knocked.
• "Huh? What brings you here, Miss Charlotte?"
• Charlotte merely hummed and did not respond to Gabrielle. Her almond-shaped eyes landed on Victoria as she sat on the bed and scrutinized her.
• "You, come with me."
• It had been two years since Victoria and Charlotte first met. Since the media gossip about Christian involved the female owner of the Delta Club, Victoria went to great lengths to obtain a membership card to investigate. However, she only saw Charlotte from a distance back then and did not see her particularly clearly. When Victoria was sent to the Delta Club two weeks ago, the assistant manager made the necessary arrangements on her behalf, and Charlotte did not show up.
• "Your roommate was making a scene in the manager's office, demanding to be moved to a different dormitory." Charlotte raised an eyebrow. "It appears as though you are also aware of it. Do you have anything to say?"
• "No, it's because of me. I'm willing to move out of the staff dormitory."
• "At least you're good at taking responsibility for your actions." Charlotte curled her red lips as she looked at her. "There are a lot of people working at Delta Club, and if everyone started causing internal conflict like you did, the club wouldn't be able to operate. How about I transfer you to the cleaning department, where there will be less friction between you and the other employees. What do you think?"