Chapter 45 Oppressing An Oppressor

• "What?! Can you say it again? Who?" Glenna's words rambled. Her questions came out one after another. She heard what the manager said, but her brain wouldn't process it. As if by doing so, the name would eventually change. Glenna felt her heart leap. It showed on her face though she was trying to conceal it. The dreadful sting of the possibility that she may have heard the name she feared it to be was starting to overwhelm her.
• Sandra frowned. She was trying to hide her smile, so she glared at the girl in front of her.
• "I don't know which of your questions to answer first," Sandra held her glass to have a drink of her vodka.