“Pick that up from the floor right now!” — the manager shouted to the waitress, but the entire restaurant stopped when the woman took her apron off and said: “you’re fired.”…..

Gozon stammered. “I—I was joking—”

“That’s not all,” Laurent said. “I also heard you use words like ‘eat it’ and ‘shit.’”

Gozon swallowed hard. “Sir, I didn’t mean—”

SLAP.

The sound rang sharply.

It wasn’t Laurent.

It was the woman beside him.

Isabelle Duval.
Co-owner of the group. And far less forgiving.

“In this business,” she said coldly, “we do not tolerate people who play with another person’s dignity.”

She turned to Mia. “Your name?”