Your Guise Is Slipping, Miss Pearl

Though the water wasn't scalding hot, Esther still yelped as it touched her hand.

"Ah!"

Esther inspected her reddening fingers, then demanded, "What are you doing? Why did you spill it on my hand?" Was the girl already seeking revenge?

"I didn't. You didn't hold it properly, so it spilled," the woman retorted, her demeanor now pitiful, a stark contrast to her earlier arrogance.

"Are you trying to frame me?" Esther glared at her, about to say more when a cold voice interrupted.

"I really didn't expect someone would make a scene here."

Upon hearing the familiar voice, Esther couldn't contain herself. She stood up and turned to face the man she had been thinking about endlessly. Seeing him in a suit, though weary, she couldn't help but say, "James, I—"

"Why did you come here?" There was no warmth in his eyes, just coldness.

Nothing. I just wanted to see you. I know I was wrong, so I came to apologize." Esther lowered her head, trying to make herself seem smaller.

She had often stood there, looking sorry whenever she made a mistake, and James would always forgive her. But this time, his response was different. He just looked at her coldly.

"Are you done? If you are, please leave."

Esther looked up in disbelief. Seeing the chill in his eyes, she wished she could disappear, her heart heavy.

"Do you hate me?"

"I wouldn't say hate, but I don't want to see you," James replied bluntly.

Tears welled up in Esther's eyes at his words. "James, please don't be so cold to me. I'm sorry—"

"Why should I speak kindly to you?" He sounded impatient. "You don't work here anymore. I'll have someone send your things to you."

"I—" Esther tried to speak, but James cut her off.

"Alright, it's time for you to leave," James said firmly, turning away. "Don't let me see you here again."

Esther felt as if her heart had been squeezed tightly. She stood there, watching James walk away, unable to say a word.

"I told you. He didn't want to see you, but you insisted," the woman remarked, seeing Esther's pitiful state.

It was the first time she had witnessed James's merciless side since starting her job here. While he was typically reserved, he still maintained a level of respect toward others.

However, his hatred for this woman named Esther was so intense that it made him lose his composure.NôvelDrama.Org content.