Isabelle paused. “Alonzo…” A faint smile. “Dr. Rafael Alonzo’s daughter?”
Mia’s eyes widened. “Yes.”
Laurent nodded. “The cardiologist who refused bribes worth millions to save his patients?”
“Yes,” Mia whispered.
“I’m not surprised,” Laurent said.
He turned back to Gozon.
“As of this moment, you are no longer the manager of Le Ciel.”
“Sir, please—just one more chance—”
“Security,” Isabelle said.
Two guards approached.
As Gozon was dragged away, he screamed at Mia, “You think you won?! You’re nothing but a waitress!”
Laurent stopped.
“No,” he said calmly. “She’s a person.”
The doors closed behind Gozon.
Silence.
Then applause—thunderous, sincere. The entire restaurant stood.
eIsabelle approached her. “Do you still want to be a waitress?”
Mia blinked. “I—what?”
