Celine's POV:
After I was done checking the kitchen of my restaurant and seeing how the meals were being processed and made available for the customers, I moved out of the kitchen and went back to the first floor to join the waiters in taking the customers' food orders, as there were many customers present and my staff weren't many to attend to them all.
Aside from Becky William, I had up to five waiters working for me, so I went to take the customers' orders.
"Hey, Madam Ann! I haven't been served yet!" a male customer called to my attention, and I hurried to take his request.
"Mind employing me? I can be a good waiter for your restaurant," a young man said to me just as I approached his table to take his order.
"I do not employ men," I replied to him with a warm smile. He wore a blu
