"I bought the delicious soup you asked for from your favorite French restaurant, Mr. Holland."
I couldn't believe it, my mouth opened in disbelief as I shook my head. Is he really that selfish that he has to have everything? I continued to stare at him while he avoided looking at me. I even saw him give his secretary a sharp look, which made me close my mouth and focus straight ahead as Nate, the secretary, drove.
The ride from the Holland’s mansion to my workplace is only 35 minutes, but it feels like the longest ride I’ve ever been on.
I didn't look at Alonzo again and tiredly rested my head against the window. He probably wasn’t serious about what he said earlier; I don’t want the restaurant to be affected just because of my foolishness and personal issues with Alonzo.
When I saw th
