"Seth, just handle it however you see fit. Don't let trash like them ruin your day. We run a luxury spa, not a charity."The voice coming through the video call was unmistakably Fiona Miller's. But what she said sent chills down my spine."You hear that, deadbeat?" Seth Zeller shot me a smug look and added, "She said that I should handle this my way."Before I could react, he snatched my phone and threw it into a nearby water bucket. It hit the surface with a splash, and the screen went black in an instant. Just like that, we had no way to contact anyone for help."What the hell are you doing?" I yelled."Teaching you scammers how things work around here, that's what," Seth spat, his voice full of malice.Suddenly, Dad let out a choked gasp beside me, and his whole body seized up. I quickly steadied him and saw his face turn purple while his breathing came in short, shallow gasps. I knew it was a heart attack. And with his serious heart condition, any stress could kill him.
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