For someone like Hanley, it would be easier to fire Viola than to pluck a hair from his own head.Viola looked baffled for a second because she couldn’t understand why Hanley would say such a thing, but when she looked into his eyes, she realized something, that the Hanely she had seen the past few days might only be the shell that Hanley had created for public image.Viola was a very sharp young woman, but even she couldn’t see through Hanley until now, probably because Hanley had a great reputation for being kind and humble.“Manager, do you realize what you’re saying?” Viola asked.“Just do what I tell you, without asking questions,” Hanley pushed the review box toward her. He was standing right next to her, so she couldn’t write positively about it even if she wanted to.However, she didn’t want to write negatively about a dish she liked so much, so she leaned forward so that Hanley wouldn’t be able to see what she was writing on the paper.(This little bitch.) Hanley squinted his
“Why aren’t you answering?” Russell pinched Viola’s cheek as if she was just a little girl to him. “Why the hell are you working in this hotel as a waitress? When did you even come to this city?”“Grandma introduced me to some douchebag and told me to marry him,” Viola complained. “Mom sided with her, so I had to run away.”“Then why didn’t you come to me directly?” Russell still kept pulling her cheek. “Why do you have to work here as a waitress?”“You can say I was inspired by my sister-in-law,” Viola said.“By Jessica?” Russell was surprised. “What do you mean?”“I came to this restaurant to meet you,” Viola explained, her voice sounding weird and funny because he was still holding her left cheek. “But I saw Jessica serving the customers, wearing the uniform of staff. I suddenly felt like working as a waitress after that.”“Ah, so that’s what happened,” Russell now understood better. “Jessica does that once every month to understand the staff as well as the customers and to keep he
“Remember, you need to keep the flame high and act fast so that the flavor will be immediately absorbed by the cucumber,” the head chef told Nicole.“Yes, sir,” Nicole started cutting the cucumber. Someone picked up the cut pieces and put them in their mouth. “Who…” she quickly looked at them. “Gabe! W-What are you doing here?”“I just wanted to see you once,” he hugged her a little. “It’s pretty hot in here. Why isn’t there an AC?”“It’s going to affect the flavors, so we can’t have that,” the head chef said and introduced himself. “I’m Konway.”“I’m Gabe. Nice to meet the boss of the kitchen. Take care of my mom well.”“I will,” the head chef Konway said but then blinked twice. “W-Wait, she’s your MOM?!”His loud voice attracted attention.Konway glared at the chefs so they went back to their business.Konway then whispered to Gabe. “We have work to do, so keep your discussion short.” Saying that he walked away. (I had no idea that Mrs. Nicole had a son this old. She must have given
In Draco’s school.Joshua, the tallest, fattest, and the richest guy in the class, who didn’t care about Draco until now because of their ego issues, finally started being friendly with Draco.Draco had his own team of friends, who abandoned him after his mobile was stolen and then joined Joshua’s side. Now, Draco didn’t let them take his side and even let Joshua kick them out of the group.Draco was known to play mobile games well in the class, whereas Joshua was known for playing Dream Creed.Joshua was only eight years old, but one must be 12 or older to play the world-famous VR-game Dream Creed. However, using his mother’s influence, Joshua was able to play the game. His mom worked in the Creed Tech company and was one of the main backend developers responsible for maintaining and upgrading the game. She received a monthly salary of over 750,000 dollars.Naturally, everybody in the class always wanted to go to Joshua’s home after school. Today, Draco was also invited, and he, for
In Mia’s house.Bart knocked on Mia’s door. She opened the door and saw Bart. She was quickly closing the door, but he said, “Wait, you will wanna see this.”He showed his mobile which had a speaker on, and Bertha’s voice could be heard, “You’ve asked for money to leave Mia’s side, didn’t you? Take it, Gabe. There’s 1,000,000 dollars inside. Take it and leave Mia as you said. But… Sign these documents first.”“Mm? Are these divorce documents?” Gabe asked.“And you also agree that you don’t want any alimony, either,” Bertha added. “Sign those documents, and this money will be yours.”“Shall I check the money first?” Gabe asked.“Yeah. Sure,” Bertha said without any hesitation.At the same time, Bart told Mia. “Look. This is his real nature, Mia. He’s only after your money. Nothing else.”Mia frowned. (What the hell is going on? Did he make some sort of agreement with Aunt Bertha behind my back? Didn’t I tell him that he shouldn’t keep any secrets with me?)“Do you get it now?” Bart str
Draco used the old chair for footing to be able to see what was in the bag. Draco’s mouth wide opened after seeing the stacks of hundred dollar bills.“W-What the…” he couldn’t believe what he was seeing. He had to rub his eyes multiple times to realize that this wasn’t a dream. “Where did he get this much money? I thought he was poor, but maybe he's really a hacker or something along those lines?” Draco took a single stack that had 200 notes in it. He was getting down from the chair, but he changed his mind and took another stack and put them on his back before quickly leaving the house.He went straight to his room, locked the door and began to count the money. He didn’t know how to count past 1000 dollars, so he stopped there. “Shit. There’s a lot more money in here than I thought.” He split the money into multiple thousands and then counted how many thousands there were. “There are forty of these thousand dollars, so that makes it 40,000 dollars, right? Damn, I can build a small h
Gabe didn’t expect that Mia would let him paint her nails even after Bertha left the room. After painting her twenty fingers, he said, “Thanks… for giving me this opportunity. I feel so special right now.”Mia chuckled. “Do you want me to paint your nails, too?”“W-What? I’m a man, so no thanks,” Gabe said, “is what I want to say, but this experience might not come again, so you can paint the nails of my left hand.”Once her nails had dried enough, she took care of Gabe’s nails. Compared to him, she was delicate and managed to paint his five fingers in just five strokes.Gabe was impressed. “Masterful.” Now that he remembered, she was always good with a brush. If only Kiera hadn’t betrayed her, Mia would have become a rising star in fashion designing, he believed. After his loss to Leher in a UTS match, he got married and had been busy. “Do you want me to make Kiera pay for what she’s done to you?”“No need. Nothing good will come out of it now,” Mia was quick to respond.“I’m your hu
“Why is that bastard sleeping on the street?” Gabe wondered. “Did he finally realize that he won’t be able to beat me? And then decided to give up on Mia?”[How did you arrive at that conclusion?] Systa scolded him. [He fought with some gang and then lost pathetically. That’s how he ended up like that.]“What?” Gabe frowned. “If there was a happy happening in front of my house, why didn’t I hear the noise? Didn’t my senses enhance after becoming an adept alpha? I wasn’t in Mia’s room. It’s not even a hundred feet away from here, so I should have heard something, but I didn’t.”[That’s because your sense of smell was taken over by Mia’s scent.] Systa replied. [Your eyes were completely absorbed by her feminine charm. Your sense of touch was fully thrilled by the feeling of her hands, and last but not least, your sense of hearing weakened because the rate of your heartbeat increased and dullened your ears to everything that was happening outside of you and Mia.]“S-So, you are saying th