Chapter 52 Evelyn Steps In
A few onlookers had gathered in the hotel lobby.
"Ms. Wellington, please calm down... It's not dignified for someone of your stature to cause a scene here. Can we talk in the meeting room?" The lobby manager anxiously advised Debra.
"I am someone important. If your hotel staff dares to steal from me, what about ordinary people? Would your hotel bully them?" Debra stood with hands on her hips, fiercely slapping the marble reception desk and glaring at the lobby manager.
People around them began to look over, some recognizing Debra. If they didn't know she was Debra Wellington, her behavior would make them mistake her for a shrew.
"I... I didn't steal anything..." The female server lowered her head, explaining timidly.
"You're still trying to defend yourself?!" Debra's red and sharp finger stabbed the girl in the face; if the manager hadn't stopped her, the girl's eyes would have been poked out. "I left my necklace on the sink. Did it grow legs and run away?!"
"I did clean the room... but I wasn't the only one in the room," the server's face turned pale, but she refused to yield.
"What do you mean by that?! Are you doubting us?!" Debra's friend exploded in anger.
"As people of high status, do we care about a necklace? It's people like you, ignorant bottom-feeders, who would commit theft!" Another friend of Debra's chimed in.
"Hmph, I thought a hotel owned by the KnightSpear Group would be decent. The service here is as awful as shit, nothing compared to hotels owned by the Wellington Group. Is this hotel even operating legally?" Debra mocked disdainfully, crossing her arms.
The lobby manager's expression turned sour. The guests at KS World Hotel were usually well-behaved; he hadn't dealt with such a difficult shrew in a long time.
"Ms. Wellington, tarnishing our hotel's image and launching personal attacks on our staff before the facts are clarified, do you think this is appropriate?"
The sound was pleasing, clear, and cold.
Everyone secretly gasped and turned their heads to see a beautiful woman in a white suit capturing their attention.
Evelyn walked over with a gloomy expression, her high heels seemingly melded to her feet. She walked with great intimidation, leaving Debra's two friends behind in awe.
"Why are you here?!" Debra exclaimed, looking at her with surprise and disgust.
Her designer suit branded high heels, and what looked like a precious pair of sapphire earrings all indicated her extraordinary status.
The onlookers secretly marveled, curious about the identity of this elegant woman.
Compared to her, Debra and her two friends seemed vulgar.
And at that moment, Edward and Bart happened to walk into the hotel lobby.
When Edward saw his estranged ex-wife, who had gone missing for almost a week, appear right in front of him, his chest involuntarily trembled with joy.
Then, his gaze was completely captivated by that beautiful figure, and he couldn't move away.
"Mr. Wellington! It's Mrs. Wellington!"
Bart was extremely excited, but then his expression changed, "Huh? Why is Ms. Wellington here, too? With so many onlookers, did something happen?"
Upon seeing Debra, Edward instantly became unhappy. His tall and straight figure paused for a moment and then continued moving.
"Wait, let's take a look first."
Upon seeing Evelyn rushing over, the wronged female server felt both heartbroken and wronged. Tears welled up in her eyes.
"Manager..."
"Ha, so you're the manager here. Quite a difference indeed," Debra sneered.
"Is that so? I didn't feel that way. I actually think my life is much better now than before."
Evelyn raised her eyebrows slightly, still enchanting with a smile that was half-genuine and half-mocking, "Now, at least I live like a human."
Edward heard her words loud and clear; his throat tightened, feeling frustrated.
What did this woman mean? Did she feel that she had been mistreated during their three-year marriage?
He believed that, apart from not loving Lily, he had given her the respect of a CEO's wife. At Riverside Villa, she enjoyed a life of luxury with servants attending to her every need. He even got her a supplementary card, never sparing any expense for her in terms of money.
Although Lily had never used that card in the three years, it was still a hundred times better than when she worked as a nurse in the sanatorium.
How dare she say such things? As if she had endured torment and abuse!
The more Edward thought about it, the angrier he became. His eyes slightly turned red, and he clenched his teeth.
"Hmph, this is all talk and no substance. Since you're the manager here, let me speak directly. Your hotel must provide me with a reasonable explanation for today's events.
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"Either you compensate me with an identical necklace, which isn't expensive, just over two million dollars, or you send this thief of a waitress to the detention center," Debra said.
And as a manager, you can't escape blame. You must apologize and admit your mistake in front of everyone. This is not about money; I can't stand this anger," Debra flicked her long, curly hair and rolled her eyes.
She definitely wouldn't say in front of so many people that Lily was her former sister-in-law. She felt embarrassed.
This was her rare opportunity to mock Lily. Since Landon was no longer with her, nobody knew she was Landon's mistress; she was just an ordinary worker. Debra was certainly determined to deal with her.
"Mr. Wellington, Mrs. Wellington has been bullied!" Bart, who never liked Debra, was now extremely anxious.
"Just wait," Edward slightly narrowed his eyes. He was very curious about his ex-wife.
He had never seen Lily in the workplace; in his impression, she was just a diligent housewife.
The hotel industry is a service industry, and it's not easy to work in it. He wanted to see if Landon made her a hotel manager and whether she could resolve the trouble caused by Debra.
"Ms. Wellington, your necklace is worth two million dollars. It's worth investigating.
"If you genuinely want to recover your loss, we can help you report it to the police. After all, if you had reported a minute earlier, you would have had a greater chance of finding your necklace.
"And, if the police come, all hotel staff, including myself, can cooperate with the investigation. All surveillance footage and the employees' personal belongings can be freely examined with a search warrant," Evelyn's tone was calm.
People around also began discussing.
"That's right. If something like this happened, she should have reported it to the police right away! What's the point of causing a scene here?"
"I think she just forgot where she put her necklace!"
Debra's face turned red with anger, "Even if the police come, it's useless! This thief has already moved my things!"
"I'm not a thief! I didn't steal your things!" the waitress's eyes turned red, and her whole body trembled.
"Except for the bathroom, the bathing center, and the staff changing rooms, all areas in our hotel have high-definition cameras.
"After the incident, I immediately controlled all employees of the guest room department. If someone stole your things, they should still be in the hotel. They didn't have time to move them out," Evelyn said, taking out her phone and shaking it. "And when I rushed over just now, I already reported it to the police. They should arrive in about ten minutes.
"As for the apology you want, I will not refuse, even if you ask me to kneel down after all the results have been processed, let alone bow down." Evelyn's handling of things was comprehensive and perfect!
"Mrs. Wellington was amazing. Her handling of the situation was superb!" Bart couldn't help but sigh, becoming a big fan of hers.
Edward glanced at him coldly, but his heart stirred.
He had to admit that Lily's decisive handling of the incident was calm and smart, entirely unlike his timid ex-wife, who was trapped in her own family.
"Well, you said it yourself. I didn't force you!" Debra gritted her teeth.
"Of course, I am the manager of the hotel, so it is my responsibility to take care of my guests, but only if we are indeed at fault."
Evelyn smiled, but there was no trace of amusement in her eyes.
At this moment, William returned with the guest room manager, holding a plastic bag. He handled it with great care as if extracting evidence like a police officer.
"We found it! Ms. Wellington's necklace has been found!"
