"Don't you dare touch me! I said let go—I swear, I'll sue every single one of you!"
Camela was dragged out of the building in an instant. She kept shouting, cursing at the security guards who dared to touch her. In the end, her behavior only humiliated herself.
Ivy burst into laughter, practically doubled over at the sight of Camela.
She had witnessed everything from the beginning and had even followed her all the way down just to mock her when she finally got tossed out.
"Aww, poor baby. Did the big, scary security guards hurt your feelings?"
Ivy spun around and strolled back inside, still laughing her head off.
Camela clenched her fists, a sharp wave of hatred rising the moment she thought about that filthy cleaner.
But she caught a whiff of herself and jerked back. "Ugh."
Only then did she realize what had been dumped on her.
"This smell? Coffee? No."
Disgusted, she headed for her car and drove home, already plotting something petty and nasty.
