Serena’s pov
I froze but kept my eyes on the ground. “I’m just heading to my room,” I muttered.
“Your room?” Her laughter was sharp. “You’re lucky you even have a room. Girls like you should be kept in a dog’s cage.”
“I’m just here to do my job,” I replied evenly, forcing calm into my voice.
She crossed her arms, her expression darkening. “You humiliated me in front of everyone during the interview. Do you think I’m going to let that slide?”
“I didn’t mean to….”
“Don’t lie,” she snapped. “You think you’re so special just because you got through the first round.”
I decided to walk away, but before I could quicken my pace, a hand shot out and grabbed my arm, yanking me back.
“Not so fast, Cinderella,” Winnie purred, her grip like iron.
I tried to pull free, but her nails dug into m
