chapter 28


    “WHAT the hell are you still doing here, Maximilian? Didn’t I told you to leave?” Sarah said in a stern


    tone when she saw him again. She looked really annoyed.


    Maximilian stood straight with his arms folded over his chest.


    “I would like to speak with the manager of this restaurant—” His sentence was interrupted by a call. It


    was the butler. “Wait for a second. Hello, Wilfred, what’s up?”


    “I phoned Loraine just like I said. Unfortunately, she was on maternity leave. But don’t worry, she


    assured me that she will call the manager in charge to ry the message.”


    “All right.” The call ended, so he returned his attention to Sarah. “As I was saying earlier, I—”


    “Are you nuts, Maximilian?” Sarah scoffed and shook her head. “Of course, I will not do what you want.


    Do you really think my manager will leave his post just to talk and hear aint from someone like


    you? Why don’t you just go downtown and maybe buy your meal on a food truck? Stop wasting our


    time here.”


    She was about to turn her back when he spoke again.


    “You know what, Sarah, people like you should stop treating people like me this way.” There was a


    warning in his voice. “Let me tell you something…” Maximilian leaned forward and whispered in her


    ear, “You are going to regret thister. I promise you.”


    Sarah pushed him away. “Are you threatening me, Maximilian?”


    “Why? Were you threatened?” He sneered.


    “You!” Sarah poked his chest. “You wait here.”


    SHE turned her back on Maximilian and scoffed. If he thought that she would call the manager, he was


    wrong because she would ask the security to take him away from the restaurant.


    Sarah was only a few steps away from the security guard when she saw the manager rushing to the


    entrance.


    “Sir,” she said as she stood on his way.


    The manager lightly pushed her to the side. “Excuse me, I am in a hurry to meet a very important


    person.”


    Her brows furrowed. Who was that very important person her manager was referring to? She should


    have known about that person in advance, right? Sarah’s gaze followed the manager, and she was


    shocked to see the manager panic upon seeing Maximilian Lee. So, instead of calling the security


    guard, she went back to the restaurant’s entrance.


    “Sir, I am sorry for not attending to you as early as possible. I just got a call from my colleague,” the


    manager told Maximilian that shocked her to the bone. He spoke to him in a gentle and polite voice as


    though he was a son of a royal.


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    But Sarah was sure that Maximilian did note from a wealthy family. He did not even manage to


    finish college. They were in their first year when she first saw him, and in their third year, she just


    learned that he stopped going to the university because his foster mother got sick. Maybe the manager


    was treating him like that because he was a son-inw of the Griffiths. The family recently made its


    way to the top after signing cooperation with the LS Group. The samepany owned the restaurant


    where she works.


    “So, what can I do for you, Mr. Lee?”


    Sarah was suddenly pulled out of her reverie when she heard the manager asked Maximilian.


    “You haven’t introduced yourself,” said Maximilian, who threw a nce in her direction afterward.


    “Oh! My apologies for not introducing myself to you, Sir. I’m Pete.” The manager shook hands with


    Maximilian.


    “Nice to meet you, Pete. Anyway, I came here because I want to charter this restaurant for my


    uing wedding anniversary celebration.” Maximilian looked at her again, which is kinda annoying


    because of that smug look on his face.


    “That’s romantic,” said the manager.


    “Yeah, of course. I want the best for my wife.”


    She straightened her back when the manager turned in her direction.


    “Sarah.” Sir Pete beckoned her toe over.


    She sauntered towards them. “Yes, Sir?”


    “Could you please go to the kitchen and tell our chefs to prepare our bestsellers so that Mr. Lee could


    have a taste test?”


    “Sure, no problem.” She turned her back and was about to head to the kitchen when the manager


    spoke again. “And oh, please set the table on the Eden’s Hall so Mr. Lee could have a glimpse of the


    venue.”


    Sarah just gave a thumbs up and left.