The Heir

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Ignoring Chase, Zara kept pressing on. She felt if she had the chance, she would be able to change the restaurant for better and she would stop at nothing until her request was granted.

“Can you just stop it already?” She yelled at Wembley who was scowling at her.

“You're rude, we don't want you working here.” He snapped at her, wrapping his hands across his chest.

“Really? I only pointed out your mistakes to you and as it should be, you're supposed to make corrections instead of making a fuss about it.”

“Correction you mean? The last time I checked, no one asked you for that.”

While they were arguing, Chase plopped on the chair, his gaze never leaving Zara even for once.

Since she had proved herself without him asking, he felt that he needed her and at the same time he was skeptical about the whole thing because of her family.

“They're going to try and ruin everything if they find out about this.” He said more to himself but everyone heard what he had said.

“Boss, what did yo