Stolen

"Wait, I don't understand. What does he mean?" I frowned and turned to the assistant chef.

"What just happened?" I asked him.

But he only offered an apology. "I'm sorry, I can't offer you an explanation," he said, and walked away.

Ruby and I exchanged glances.

"He can't work with a Sebastian?" She raised her brows. "He can't work with a Sebastian," she repeated.

"Does this have anything to do with the brothers? Maybe he has some connection to them?" she guessed.

"Maybe," I sighed.

"Do we just watch them go?"

"What can we do? They rejected every offer we made."

"We can speak to them once they return; I think the competition is about to begin."

"Alright, we'll speak to them if we see them again." We returned to the mall and noticed people gathering at a particular location.

"I think the competition is happening over there; let's go." We followed the crowd and found ourselves in an open area.