Charlotte felt a sudden surge of excitement through her as she took a double take at Wilson's words.
Was be being serious? He wanted her to work as a chef at the new restaurant he was opening? Her?
"Are you- are you being serious right now?" She asked still in obvious disbelief. "Do you mean that?"
"I mean every word ,Char," he smiled. "I want you to be the head chef. And in case you were wondering, no, I'm not doing this just because. The restaurant would be a standard one and you'll simply be the chef. It's that simple so what do you think? Do you want to work for me?"
He meant it. He meant every single word and crikey, it felt way too good to be true.
She was going to be working. As a chef. She was going to be finally achieving her years long dream.
"Oh my God!" Charlotte literall
