"Emily, are you hurt?" Isabella suppressed her anger to check on Emily, who shook her head in response.
Despite the refusal, Isabella could see the wound on Emily's arm—a painful reminder of the vulnerability service staff face when dealing with affluent patrons. Emily had intended to let the matter go, even though she was injured.
Isabella stepped closer, inspecting the exposed flesh of Emily's wound, her anger mounting with each second.
Suddenly, Emily grabbed Isabella's arm in fear, pleading, "Ms. Smith, please, you have to help my sister. Please save her."
Isabella frowned in confusion.
Through her tears, Emily explained, "My sister, Avril, just started working here three days ago. She tried to help me, and now those customers have trapped her in the private room. Please, you have
