Soon, with the click-clack of heels, a pair of high heels entered Ellie's view. The design was excessively flashy.
"Looks like you've been somewhere nice?"
"I'm sorry, Madam. I didn't know you were coming..."
Before Ellie could finish her sentence, her head was pushed down, nearly touching the ground.
"If you're sorry, you should bow properly."
Ellie bit her lip to swallow a groan. She was well aware of the notorious reputation of SY's Madam. With a sense of duty to resolve the matter quietly, given the many eyes watching, she bowed even lower.
But this submissive attitude only further provoked the temper of SY's mistress, Melissa.
"I'm sorry. I'll make sure this never happens again-"
"Well. Why bother working hard when you can solve things with your body?"
"...Pardon?"
Melissa's eyes gleamed sharply as she grabbed Ellie's hair. She looked to be in her late 20s at most.
