Beg Me for Mercy

Oh? I had forgotten to ask Sky who was getting engaged.

No wonder Mabel was dressed so extravagantly tonight—she was the bride-to-be.

Seeing me remain silent, Harland waved his cigarette-stained hand in front of my face.

"Being a low-level white-collar worker must be tough—long hours with low pay. How about working as a cleaner for my family instead?

"You can choose between daily wage or hourly pay. How does 200 bucks a day sound? Cleaning and cooking would be way easier than whatever you're doing now."

His so-called generosity was nothing more than an insult, and it sent the whole room into laughter.

I didn't understand. Did humiliating me somehow make him feel more important? That was just plain stupid.

Ignoring Harland's taunts, I pushed back my chair and stood up. "Sorry, but I'm busy. I'll be leaving now."

I hadn't even reached the door when Mabel suddenly turned and smacked the wall hard.

The door swung open, and over a dozen security guards stormed in—tall, muscular, and exuding an air of authority.

My eyes immediately caught the badges hanging from their chests: Silver Key Holdings. One of the most powerful companies in Yorkdale City.

Mabel leaned back in her chair, lighting a cigar and exhaling a thick cloud of smoke. "Celia, did I say you could leave?"

What a power trip.

I lifted my chin and met her gaze directly. "Are you my boss? I don't need your permission to go anywhere."

Mabel let out a strange, mocking laugh, as if I had just said the most ridiculous thing imaginable.

"A lowly little office worker like you dares to act all high and mighty on my turf? This club belongs to my family. So tell me. Do you need my permission or not? Because as long as I say no, you're not going anywhere."

Not wanting to see me suffer while trying not to offend Mabel, Sky tugged gently at my sleeve, signaling for me to sit back down.

"We were classmates once. It's been so long since we last saw each other. There's no need to argue and ruin the mood."

She then turned to me, her eyes filled with quiet persuasion. "Celia, sit down and eat. As today is Mabel and Harland's engagement party, you should at least show them some respect. Come on. Let's all raise our glasses."

I knew Sky meant well.

"Sky, I'm sorry, but my schedule is tight today. I have an important business meeting to attend and can't stay too long."

Sky was about to say more when Mabel suddenly stood up and flung her knife and fork at me.

"Celia, quit acting like you're someone important. A business meeting? Who would want to work with you? What do you think you are?

"Even if your company was negotiating a deal, why would they need you there? You're just a low-level employee, yet you act like you're the boss. It's hilarious!"

I opened my mouth to respond, but Sky quickly grabbed my hand and whispered urgently, "Celia, just apologize. There's no need to make things worse.

"Silver Key Holdings is a huge name in Yorkdale City. It won't end well if you go against Mabel. Be careful, or you might get fired. Finding another job after that won't be easy."

Mabel? Get me fired?

Ha! They had no idea who the real boss was.

With my current position, not just in Yorkdale City but across all of Faeloria, no one would dare to fire me. No matter how wealthy Mabel's family was, they had no power to affect me in the slightest.

I spoke calmly, "Mabel, I don't want to make a scene at your engagement party. If you hate me because of Harland, then let me put your mind at ease. I have zero interest in him. Don't push too far and know when to stop."

I had only meant to clear things up and to ease the tension so she wouldn't be so hostile toward me.

But to Mabel, my words meant something completely different.