The arrival of the winery manager drew even more onlookers, making the once spacious corridor feel cramped.
"Ms. Brooks, are you okay?"
The manager hurried to Phoebe's side and asked anxiously as he panted.
One of his employees had upset a guest, and the situation had gotten out of hand. As the manager, he felt responsible and was deeply worried that if he didn't handle this well, he would face reprimands from the higher-ups.
"Mr. Russell, I want to file a complaint against him! This guy deliberately tripped me, making me fall, but he refused to apologize and acted rudely! Fire him right now, or I'll never come back here again!"
As soon as Phoebe saw the manager, she straightened up, shot Henry a disdainful look, and spoke haughtily.
Although she was the victim, admitting to being se
