Chapter 30 Losing Everything
On the third-floor railing, Alexander watched everything with cold eyes, his face indifferent.
He turned around with his wine glass and left.
However, the woman's foot did not step on Elizabeth's hand, as another man in a suit stopped her.
The man lightly scolded the woman, "Elodie, you're being too reckless! How can you step on a server's hand at the Windsor family's party?"
"Simon! This damn server made my trip a waste of time. She tried to seduce Mr. Windsor, and Mr. Windsor kissed her in public. If I try to talk to Mr. Windsor again after what just happened, I would lose all face. It's all because of this woman!" Elodie Williams blamed as she stomped her foot in anger.
Simon Jones laughed sarcastically, and teased, "You're missing the point! Mr. Windsor kissed her, which means he likes her. What's the use of being mad at her?"
Elodie yelled, "Simon!"
"In my opinion, you shouldn't have come today. So many women are fighting to become Mrs. Windsor of the Windsor family. How much of a chance do you think you have?" Simon retorted.
Elodie stomped her foot and angrily turned to leave.
Simon reached out a hand to help Elizabeth up, apologizing, "I'm sorry, my sister Elodie was too much. I apologize on her behalf."
Elizabeth looked up coldly, and replied, "It's okay."
She already understood why Alexander kissed her.
Alexander was troubled by these women and couldn't get rid of them. By kissing her in public, she became the enemy of all the women here.
A powerless server among these powerful and influential socialites, she was really just there to be bullied.
But it didn't matter.
She could handle it.
She had been bullied in prison before.
Elizabeth didn't look at who Simon was; she just lowered her eyes and wanted to pick up the tray.
"Wait!" Simon called out to her.
"Is there something else, sir?" Elizabeth asked coldly.
Simon's voice was very gentle as he spoke, "Miss, you look very much like a relative of mine. May I know your last name?"
"Spencer," Elizabeth answered briefly.
Simon did not let Elizabeth's cold attitude deter him from talking to her. He continued to introduce himself, "My name is Simon Jones. Miss, can we get to know each other?"
Elizabeth then took a closer look at Simon.
Simon was dressed in a suit, with refined features, looking like a well-mannered rich young man. Simon was at least 6.3 feet tall, and his navy blue fitted suit gave him a classical and elegant aura.
For a moment, Elizabeth also felt that Simon looked familiar.
Had she seen him somewhere before?
But she had never met Simon.
"Miss," Simon called out.
Elizabeth came back to her senses.
Not knowing where the courage came from, maybe because she was desperate, she suddenly asked, "Mr. Jones, could you lend me two thousand dollars?"
From the incident where Alexander tore up her pregnancy test report, Elizabeth didn't think Alexander would let it go so easily.
No matter what Alexander did, Elizabeth didn't want to care about it anymore.
At worst, Alexander would forfeit their agreement and wouldn't give her the commission.
But the urgent matter now was that Elizabeth needed to pay the camera rental owner for the camera.
Simon was shocked by her straightforward request for money.
After a while, he said, "I don't have cash with me. Can you give me your phone number? I'll bring you the money after the party."
Elizabeth nodded in agreement. She replied, "Okay, thank you."
Then Elizabeth gave her phone number to Simon, whom she had just met and barely spoken to.
"Simon!" a man called out to Simon from a distance.
Simon turned his head and saw Owen.
He walked over to Owen with his wine glass. Simon greeted, "Mr. Tudor, what have you been busy with lately?"
Owen gave Simon a friendly punch. Then remarked, "Mr. Jones, this is the banquet my grandfather prepared for Alexander to select his potential fiancée. Every woman here is a high-society lady from Aldoria. Aren't you going to take the opportunity to choose one?"
Simon smiled and shook his head.
Owen laughed again, and asked, "Is Elodie also interested in Alexander?"
Simon sighed with a smile. He remarked, "Ever since Mr. Windsor successfully took control of the entire Windsor Group, how many women in Aldoria wouldn't want to marry Mr. Windsor?"
Owen laughed and agreed, "True."
The two of them walked and chatted with their wine glasses, getting farther and farther away until they reached the edge of the hall and found a place to sit. Owen then casually looked for Elizabeth.
However, among the guests, there was no sign of Elizabeth.
At that moment, Elizabeth was being cornered by three socialites in the restroom.
The three women closed the restroom door, one grabbed Elizabeth's hair, and the other two poked her nose and cursed at her.
"Who do you think you are? How dare you take the initiative to seduce Mr. Windsor!"
The first woman accused, "Do you think just because he kissed you in public, you can become the mistress of the Windsor family? You're dreaming!"
"Just because you are beautiful, you think you have a chance to marry into a wealthy family? Do you not believe that I would cut your face with a knife right now?" One of the women took out a razor blade as she threatened.
Another chimed in, "Forget it, this is the Windsor family. Don't cause any trouble and get us all in trouble. Listen, you server, even if Mr. Windsor stripped you naked and raped you in public, he still wouldn't look at you twice! Got it?"
Elizabeth looked at the three women in front of her expressionlessly, and asked, "Can I go back now?"
"Get lost!" the woman who was holding her hair yelled then suddenly let go of Elizabeth.
Elizabeth hurriedly escaped from the restroom.
When she got to the back room, several servers were there washing the wine glasses used by the guests. Seeing Elizabeth arrive late, the supervisor couldn't help but scold her again.
"Elizabeth, what's going on with you! We're paid by the number of people available to work! If you slack off like this, and only think about seducing rich men, do you expect us to take on your workload? We might as well all stop working and let Elizabeth wash all these glasses and used utensils by herself!" the servers complained. They were also jealous of Elizabeth.
Why did Alexander kiss Elizabeth?
What kind of luck did Elizabeth have?
But so what if Alexander kissed Elizabeth! After kissing her, he still quickly forgot about her, didn't he?
And Elizabeth still had to wash dishes in the kitchen!
All the female servers watched Elizabeth work alone.
Elizabeth worked until all the guests had left, it was past ten in the evening before she finished organizing all the utensils and handed them over to the Windsor family's butler. Then she dragged her tired body out of The Windsor Manor.
As soon as she stepped out, a car came up behind her, passed by without even stopping for her, and continued driving.
Elizabeth recognized it as Alexander's car.
Not long after Alexander's car left, another car stopped beside Elizabeth, and Owen stuck his head out of the window. He said with concern, "Elizabeth, you really lost everything today, didn't you?"
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