My Manager Saw Through their Lies

Mr. Peters, our manager, finally stepped in. His face was etched with exhaustion, but his eyes were steady with resolve. The couple straightened immediately, their smug anticipation practically oozing from their expressions. They were clearly savoring what they believed would be my downfall.

Their voices turned syrupy sweet as they detailed their fabricated grievances, painting themselves as victims and me as a careless enemy. But Mr. Peters didn’t react the way they hoped. His calm gaze shifted between them and the patrons, who had witnessed every ugly detail. The couple’s confidence wavered for the first time. Maybe, just maybe, their spectacle was coming to an end.