Under the Heiress' Facade



Chapter 811

"Uncle Bernard, wait for me." Giselle lifted the hem of her dress before chasing after Bernard.

She completely failed to notice the marble suddenly rolling toward her high heels. As soon as she stepped on the marble, she lost her balance and slipped.

Giselle let out a yelp as she bumped into the sauce station next to her. The various sauces on the counter spilled all over her, staining her white dress with all kinds of colors and smells. "Wow!" Dora put her hand to her mouth in shock.

Tiffany was slightly delighted at Giselle's misfortune. Yet Tiffany didn't forget to scoop Dora up in her arms before stepping aside, fearing that the sauces might splash on her.

The other servers began to feel anxious upon watching the scene unfold. Things were about to go south.

Rumor had it that Bernard doted on Giselle, who had fallen there. The servers were at risk of losing their jobs if she got a single scratch.

Hearing that made Bernard pause in his footsteps. He spun around to see Giselle lying on the floor in disarray, making him scowl. Disgust was evident in his eyes.

The servers wanted to rush forward to assist Giselle, but they were also fearful of getting into trouble. Thus, they began urging each other to approach her.

Seeing that infuriated Giselle. If someone had come to help her, she wouldn't be left in such an awkward position.

She secretly memorized each of the servers' faces. Once the situation was settled, she would ensure they disappeared from Jedburgh forever.

Giselle could only reach out to Bernard. "Uncle Bernard, help me."

Instead, Bernard coldly turned and walked away, leaving Giselle awkwardly sitting on the floor surrounded by the sauces.

The servers secretly sighed in relief upon noticing his departure. Thankfully, Bernard wasn't angry. He was clearly a germaphobe, so even Giselle disgusted him at that moment. "What are you standing for? Aren't you going to help me up?" Giselle blew up.noveldrama

The servers finally came to their senses. They hurriedly helped her up before quickly cleaning up the place.

At that moment, Giselle finally found the marble that was responsible for her fall.

The hotel belonged to XS Corporation. Thus, Giselle was very familiar with the place since she dropped by often. That type of marble was often placed in the potted plants on the dining tables as decoration.

How did the marble end up on the floor, causing her to lose her dignity before Bernard?

"Who threw the marble here?" Giselle interrogated while picking up the marble. The other servers gazed at each other, not knowing how it happened.

Giselle's expression darkened while looking at their perplexed looks. "Aren't any of you going to tell me? Show me the footage!"

The servers were all used to her unruly behavior and dared not to offend her. Thus, they went to pull up the footage.

In the end, all they saw was the complete footage of Giselle kicking Dora aside and the ridiculous scene of her falling down. There was no sign of who threw the marble.

Clearly, someone had tampered with the footage.

"Find out who threw the marble!" Giselle was more furious than ever. She was so unlucky today. Once she found the culprit, she would make the person pay.

"Dora, let's go. I got you some barbecued meat. Come over and eat first." Dylan came out from the cabinet nearby. He held two plates, one with a steak and one with some barbecued

meat.

The sight of barbecued meat made Dora forget about her injury, and she struggled out of Tiffany's arms. "Dylan, you're the best. You know I like eating meat."

The three returned to their seats, but there was no sign of Hera. Only Margaret remained.