Revenge is My Love Language novel Chapter 698

*What on earth?*

A question mark popped over Anastasia’s head. She stared at Monica, her eyes asking a single, silent question: *Are you insane?*

Monica scoffed. “You’re already here, so drop the act. You want the money, but you don’t want to lose face? You can’t have it both ways.” A sudden thought made her pause. What if Anastasia tried to seduce her boyfriend? After all, her Lennon was a Lancaster. Every woman would be after him.

Her tone shifted. “But since we were classmates, I can help you out. You can clean the bathrooms.” She delivered the insult with the air of someone bestowing a great favor. “That way, you can still earn your money without anyone seeing you. See? I’m looking out for you.”

Anastasia stared at her, dumbfounded by the sheer absurdity of it all. She had no patience for this. “Should I call a psychiatric hospital for you?”

Monica’s face darkened. “You—!”

“‘You’ what? If you’re not sick, then get out of my way. You’re wasting my time.”

Gwen rushed forward, trying to mediate. “Monica, I didn’t ask her to come…” There was no way she would have passed on such a humiliating offer to Anastasia.

From that, Anastasia pieced it together. Her eyes narrowed on Monica. “You invited me here for what?”

Fearing Monica would say something even more insulting, Gwen quickly whispered, “Monica said that… uh… if you needed it, she could get you a job as a server at the party tonight…”

*A server?*

Anastasia let out a cold laugh. She could only imagine how crudely Monica must have phrased the original offer. She looked directly at Monica. “Who do you think you are?”

Gwen looked on worriedly. “Monica, let it go, we were classmates…”

Monica ignored her, turning to her followers. “See that? All it takes is one word from me.”

Her entourage immediately began to praise her. “Monica, you’re going to be the next Mrs. Lancaster, maybe even the head of the entire family! Who would dare to disrespect you?”

They were fawning, but also genuinely envious. Why couldn’t they be so lucky?

Monica’s smile widened. She pointed at Anastasia, who was now standing at the door. “Throw her out! And put her on a blacklist so she can never come here again!”

Anastasia had stopped moving the moment Monica started shouting. Now, she laughed softly. “How impressive,” she said, her voice calm and clear. “Acting like you own the Blue Club. Did you get Marcus’s permission before you started ordering his staff around?”