"Oh, come on! That's $15,000 we're talking about here!"
"Mom, Anthea's saying it's not about the money..."
Harriet was fuming, her blood boiling. It was $15,000!
What on earth did Anthea want?
She couldn’t possibly be holding out for $100,000, could she?
How shameless could she be!
"Mom, what do we do now?" Baldie queried, his voice tinged with uncertainty.
"Just ignore her!" Harriet spat out maliciously. "That little bitch is just playing hardball with me! She can take it or leave it! I refuse to believe my rotisserie can't survive without her!"
Even if Anthea turned Cloudcrest upside down, there was no way she'd find anyone willing to pay $15,000 a month for an inexperienced waitress with no education to boast of.
Who in their right mind would do that?
Were they out of their minds?
"So, I just ignore her?"
Harriet nodded affirmatively. "Yeah, ignore her! Mark my words. Within three days, she'll come crawling back and begging for her job!"
As the words left her mouth, Harriet added, "And if she messages you on WhatsApp trying to apologize, don't even respond!"
"Got it," Baldie agreed before he asked hesitatingly, "Mom, do you think Anthea will come back to us?"

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