Chapter forty-eight {first meeting}

Gracie already lose hope of him coming over. Maybe changed his mind and concluded she was of no use.

Chloe's laid bank and commanding attitude did no help to her current nervousness.

"Gracie, you should attend to boys in booth two." Chloe instructed.

"You do that yourself." Gracie snapped back.

She couldn't control the urge anymore. Heaven knew how bad she wanted to lash the girl but this side of hers.

Chloe glanced at her with cold eye, she hissed and dropped her pride as she approached the guys.

While Gracie rotated on a position, looking from the front door to the kitchen, where Mrs. Adam was really busy. The other day when she started working back, she brought up the suggestion that Mrs. Adam needed an assistant in the kitchen. The woman worked everyday from Monday to Saturday, only Sunday to get a rest and full time to her family, to her boy. She remembered Mrs. Adam had talked about her son few times.