Chapter: 2727
The two barmaids nearby were frightened and began to scream.
Infuriated, Deniz snapped, “Get the hell out of here!"
The two barmaids scrambled out quickly and shut the door behind them.
Once outside, they relayed the situation to Jemma.
Upon hearing their account, Jemma slowly pulled a cigarette from her case, and one of the nearby barmaids quickly lit it for her.
Jemma took a deep drag of her cigarette and stated, "If she can't even handle this little issue, then she's of no use and deserves to be bullied."
The two barmaids remained silent and didn't dare to say more.
Jemma was known for her strict principles. As long as her people followed her commands obediently, she would intervene and protect them in times of danger.
But Jemma didn't extend her help to those who defied her. Instead, she made sure they learned their lesson the hard way. Take Melissa's story for instance.
Jemma had warned Melissa against stirring trouble and flirting with the wrong men. But Melissa wouldn't listen and set her sights on Jarrod. Her actions backfired greatly. Not only did Jarrod reject her advances, but her antics also ended up costing the club dearly.
Jemma made Melissa shoulder the full burden, and Melissa had been grappling with a hefty debt of several hundred thousand dollars to Jemma ever since.
While hooking a wealthy sugar daddy could potentially erase Melissa's financial woes, the fierce competition among a sea of beauties made this an uphill battle.
Moreover, given Melissa's surgically enhanced features, she might not even catch the eye of these affluent men.
Eventually, Melissa did snag a wealthy pervert man, Lowe, but he was a capricious man with a long list of romantic entanglements. If Melissa hadn't been particularly skilled in the bedroom, he wouldn't have given her a second glance.
Given Lowe's unpredictable nature, extracting a large amount of money from him for Melissa's debt was nearly out of the question.
Therefore, following that ordeal, everyone began to take Jemma's words seriously. After years in the industry, Jemma had honed an uncanny ability to read people and their motives. She became the gatekeeper of their actions, instructing them on what to do and what not to do. They only unleashed their charms on men whom Jemma approved, but such men were a rarity.
Most of the men who frequented this venue were merely looking for new adventures. They wouldn't be easily swayed by the women selling their charm here.
At Jemma's words, the barmaid who had just walked out seemed to have a sudden realization. She turned to Jemma and asked, "Don't you think the new girl, Cherry, looks like someone familiar?"
The mention sparked a light of recognition in the other barmaid, who nodded enthusiastically. "Yes! She looks like..."
She hesitated, unable to voice the name, but the barmaid across from her filled in and said, “Like Melissa.”