She saw Marcus.

She had always imagined they might cross paths again. In her mind, that would likely be the day when she returned the money she owed him. And by then, he'd likely be a husband and father with his beautiful wife and children by his side.

But not now. This encounter was too soon. She hadn't even gathered fifty thousand dollars.

Then the plates crashed to the floor and shattered into pieces.

The abrupt noise startled many, including the man at the center of everyone's attention.

Marcus sat on the sofa, reading an email on his phone.

When he heard the noise, he frowned and wondered which careless waiter made that sound.

He had always disliked careless people.

But when he raised his head, he saw the person who had let him down.

Their eyes met.

Melissa was so humble, while Marcus remained as mighty and noble as ever.

The difference in their stature was stark.

Melissa's face was pale.

Her lips quivered. She yearned to apologize to Marcus or say something more, but Marcus quickly averted his gaze.

His eyes were cold. It was as if he didn't know her.

He appeared utterly indifferent.

Melissa looked downward, feeling a burning sensation in her eyes.

The manager on duty also heard the noise and hurried over. He had always held Melissa in high regard.

Melissa stood out from other girls. She was known for her honesty and for not creating unnecessary drama at work.

Today, however, was different due to the presence of an esteemed guest. Melissa's significant error had displeased the manager. He said sternly in a low voice, “Pick them up quickly. If a complaint reaches headquarters, even I will face criticism."