Chapter 1

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Veronica Lodge. A maid. At the White Wyrm.
The concept was so absurd that Veronica Lodge would have laughed in your face if you had told her this a month ago.

But she was not laughing at all as she cleaned the countertops of the White Wyrm. In fact, she felt extremely frustrated as she violently scrubbed alcohol stains off the bar chairs.

"Bar girl, fix me a shot!" A drunk Serpent slurred as she glared at him.

"We've closed ages ago. I suggest you get your drunk ass home," Veronica snapped, angering the Serpent.

As he was about to take a swing at her, another Serpent stopped him.

"We're closed," he said firmly.

"Jughead, I told you I can handle drunk guys," Veronica exasperatedly hissed as the drunk Serpent finally left.

"You also told me you believed in your parents," Jughead fired back.

Jughead knew exactly how to push her buttons. And that made her mad. Very mad. But there was nothing she could do about it except burn holes in Jughead's retreating back.

After all, she was nobody but a rich girl brought low...

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