Phoenix Rising: From Heartache to Heroism novel Chapter 53

Upon hearing Violeta's words, Zelena glanced at George with contempt and discreetly rolled her eyes.

Coincidentally, two people left the shop at that moment, freeing up two seats.

Violeta gestured for George to sit, saying, "Please find a seat and wait for me. We'll talk after I finish my work."

George nodded and walked over to the round table, taking a seat.

However, Zelena was not pleased. "Sis, I'm the one who paid. Why don't you let me sit there?"

Violeta glanced at her and replied, "There's still one seat left. Can't you walk there yourself? Do you need someone to carry you?"

Zelena narrowed her eyes and said, "I don't want to sit with other people! I'm a germaphobe."

That was just an excuse.

If George were replaced with Nolan, Zelena would have eagerly rushed over long ago.

She simply disliked George.

Zelena's implicit meaning was that she hoped George would vacate the seat for her to sit alone.

But that would not happen.

Violeta scanned Zelena up and down and spoke in a cold tone. "You're a germaphobe? Then you shouldn't have come out. Yet you're out here polluting the air for everyone. No one has complained about you yet. What makes you think you have the right to complain?"

"Why you ... "

Fiona chimed in, "Who do you think you are? Just because you paid doesn't mean you can be picky and act all high and mighty in the store. There are many other customers here, and we're not here to serve just you. If you're a germaphobe, then pay and go home quickly!"

Zelena was speechless.

Kaylee chuckled on the side.

Fiona is so fierce!

Sitting at the table, George heard their conversation.

A warm feeling filled his heart.

George had never seen a stranger speak up for him, and they had only met for the first time.

Although he didn't affect others, being disliked was not uncommon for George. He didn't care about others' opinions of his appearance, but he didn't expect someone to speak up for him today, and it made him feel different.

He glanced at Zelena and the others standing next to the bar, then looked at Violeta ordering at the bar.

At this moment, Zelena couldn't even imagine that she had already offended Red Hat, who would become one of her future allies. She would regret it in the future!

...

Zelena felt that if she stayed here any longer, she would not be able to resist breaking character.

Moreover, with more and more people coming to order coffee, she didn't want to continue being a scapegoat, so she paid early and left quickly.

After finishing most of her work, she finally had some time to rest.

Violeta approached George's table with two slices of cake. "Would you like to have some?"

George glanced at the delicate cakes in front of him and politely declined, "Thank you, but it's alright."

Upon hearing that he didn't want any, Violeta picked up her fork and started eating on her own.

Without hesitation, she asked, "Are you Red Hat?"

"Yes," George looked at Violeta and asked, "Are you Six?"

"Yes."

George had never thought that Six would be a woman; he had assumed it was a man.

After all, the renowned hackers on the leaderboard were mostly men, with very few women, if any.

Violeta raised her eyes and said, "You're not quite what I imagined."

In her previous life, Violeta had never met Red Hat in person.

Because Red Hat was secretly helping Zelena control online comments and had never revealed himself.

Violeta had initially assumed that the renowned sock puppet leader, Red Hat, was a middle-aged man conforming to the stereotype of a programmer, with a big belly and possibly wearing glasses.

However, the person in front of her, George, was a slim and well-groomed individual, except for his slightly long hair that gave him a messy appearance.