Before I could say anything, she moved, walking toward me.
I smirked, knowing what she was about to do and what she would undoubtedly say.
She'd probably apologize for what she'd done earlier and try to get me to leave, but I'd refuse.
Renee had no idea what lay ahead of her, and—
“Renee, I see you're taking care of the new customers. Please give them a special 25% discount on their orders and free desserts, okay?”
A loud feminine voice echoed through the busy building, and my brows quirked as I looked past Renee to spot the woman.
It was Mrs. Andrew, the restaurant manager. My grin widened for the umpteenth time when I saw her.
Renee who’d already stopped walking, then started backtracking because she had to obey her boss, and I couldn't be happier about the timely intervent
