The manager's words could be considered quite unpleasant and vicious.
It was hard for someone to endure calling a pure girl a "slut".
The girl's heart was beating rapidly. It was obvious that she had rushed all the way here in a hurry and had already tried her best not to waste a minute. She was not deliberately absent or late.
However, she did not explain nor get angry. Instead, she bit her lip and said, "I'm sorry! It won't happen again! Please give me another chance. I really need this job…"
If anyone looked at this girl carefully, they would discover that there were still traces of tears at the corners of her eyes despite her bright eyes and sharp teeth. Her long and thick natural curly hair was a little messy, and there were some bruises under her high collar. The coffee shop apron at her waist was even wrinkled like a rag.
