DROWNING DESTINY

Chapter 43

Yvonne pouted thinking how much of a trust that Philamie has given her. She don't know what kind of luck she has in her life right now that from time to time, she finally are getting her dreams. Now that she's going to have a good job, she promised herself that she will take care so good of it.

"I am so thankful that God has given me good news of my life now. Are you not going to ask me what kind of life I had way back?" she said and that was kind off caught Philamie for she looked at her with a narrowed eyes.

"Yvonne, I am not the kind of a person that would dig your life way back you have met me. I don't care what life do you have in your previous place that you lived in. What matter to me is that, you are not a bad person, you won't disappoint me, you won't ruin the trust I have for you and most of all, you are going to do your job well," Philamie answered.

Yvonne sighed and chuckled a little. And since Philamie stopped her from saying anything against herself and just focuse with the foods in front of them, she followed her. Her eyes narrowed the moment she tasted the one dish. The taste was really familiar and seems like she had eaten this not so long ago.

"This is so good, but it feels like I have eaten this not so long ago. Philamie, do you guys deliver?" she asked for she was so sure that it was the same food that was delivered last night and was ordered by Naizen.

"Of course. Home delivery was kind off relevant today, Yvonne," Philamie answered with a smile in her face, telling like why the heck would she ask something that nowadays really possible?

"This must be it," she mumbled herself but Philamie seems like heard what she was mumbling while eating that certain food.

"That's one of our best sellers," Philamie stated and that made her looked at her. "May I know what was running in your mind? It seems like you were thinking something about it."

She smiled and picked up the table napkin to wipe the sauce that she felt exceed in her lips. "Nothing, I just recognized the good taste of this food. When I first tasted it here, it felt like, I had already eaten this recipe that's why I asked you if you guys do deliveries and when you confirmed, I was certain it was the food that was delivered at home," she answered.

"I think I know where to put you here in the restaurant. I don't have an officer that would manage all the deliveries order and it suddenly popped up in mind. How about put you in there," Philamie said and she couldn't believe it.

"I'm so full, everything was good. No wonder why people do loves coming here," she said and couldn't help to let out a little laugh after she finished the last slice of the meat she put in her plate.

"Well, thank you so much for the positive feedback and since we are done eating and we are still both full as hell, why not come with me and let me tour you around the kitchen?" Her eyes widened with what Philamie asked.

"What? I am not your employee yet. I don't think it would just fine for me to enter the premises," she answered and glances where the employees are taking time.

"Exactly, when you became a student, you can't enter the kitchen without authorization. The kitchen is exclusive to those who are only working inside. Even the waiters and waitresses, they can go inside. Now, since you are not an employee, you are my friend and that's why I was giving you the authority to go inside with me," Philamie responded rolling her eyes at her and leave her stunned with such action.

She chuckled before she moved and hanged her bag in her shoulder then follows Philamie.

"Ma'am Philamie was waiting for you inside, ma'am," the waiter politely said and even bowed his head.

Yvonne found that kind off awkward for by tomorow they will find her being an employee of this restaurant and their colleague. Someone they should never call "ma'am" like how they called Philamie.

"Please correct the employees greeting towards me," she immediately whispered to Philamie who smiled like a saucer the moment she entered inside and saw her coming.

If only she has the guts, she would also roll her eyes towards Philamie. Unfortunately, she was nothing compared to her and that, put herself to the place where she really did belonged.

"Let them be. You are not yet their colleague and even if you will become one, you are my friend, they should still treat you like how they treat me," Philamie answered and it just widened her eyes. She didn't expect to hear such answer.

Philamie handed her the hairnet and gestured her to put her bag inside this locker she thinks belongs to Philamie herself. This locker was standing in here alone and she had seen the lockers that are for employees in the side.

"Good afternoon, ma'am. Good afternoon, ma'am Philamie," the employees inside the kitchen greeted them both the moment they entered inside

"Good morning," she greeted back when Philamie did the same.

"So this is where the best food happens, Yvonne. The magic hands belongs to these hardworking people we have right here," Philamie toured and pointed the chefs and everyone bowed their head even the head chef.

Yvonne suddenly felt like she don't belong this place. People in here are so talented and she, she herself were never had talent in her life. She maybe were fond of physical activities and other self defense but all of those knowledge she once thought could help her, didn't actually help her.

"Wow," the only words that came out her mouth. She was roaming her eyes around the place and it was really amazing. She even awed when she stepped her feet inside.

"Are these orders?" Philamie asked the cook who are managing the count of everything and was putting all the kinds of foods in the certain platter.

"Yes, ma'am. Every orders are freshly cooked," the lady of a cook answered and that even more amused Yvonne. She once thought everything served when ordered were reheated.

She thought the foods were already cooked like a day before and was just preserved. She never thought this is how the restaurants works. They were serving freshly cooked food. Just try to imagine how fast the mind and the hand of these chefs, especially the head chef.

"Yvonne, do you cook?"

Yvonne stunned when Philamie asked her such question. Yes, she can cook and she cook but she was certain and was so sure that her cooking skill womt pass these chef's taste.

"I-I don't," she answered.

Philamie pouted upon hearing her answer. The chefs were so busy and that is why Philamie and her was just having their own business while Philamie was explaining everything they could see inside this kitchen.

She was amazed with the ambiance and the cleanliness of the kitchen. It was indeed a restaurant for people who have problems with germs and all and those are usually the riches.

"I was thinking of cooking with you. I want to learn new recipes and I would also love to teach you some of the recipes that I knew," Philamie responded without even looking at here.

"This kitchen was superb. You having 6 of them, you are so freaking rich," she commented and that made Philamie stopped to look at her and chuckled.

"I am not rich, Yvonne. It just happen that I was hardworking to made everything I dreamed a reality. Everything I had was a fruit of my sweat and tears," Philamie answered so sincerely.

"What do you mean?" she curiously asked.

They were going of the kitchen and in unison, they take the hair net in their heads. Philamie handed her her bag and she was just following Philamie until they entered in another door and she realized it was Philamie's office.

"Yes, if you were thinking of me coming from a wealthy family, then you are right. I indeed came from a family that could even afford to help me launching the 6 branches of this restaurant in one time. However, when I decided to never be part of the family's business after I chose to enter in culinary school, my parents stopped supporting me and that I had to work for myself. I finished culinary with my own sweat and tears. I have 6 branches of my dream restaurant with my own hardwork," Philamie answered and she gasped.

She gasped with the farthest she reach.

"How old are you,?" she asked her.

"26, just became 26 a month ago," Philamie answered. She also is turning 26 in the next 4 months. Philamie was just a few months older than her.

But when she look at the both of them, they were too far with each other. She didn't even finish her studies despite of the fact that was striving so hard at Herria. She wonder why she wasn't even able to sent herself at the school.

If only she did.