Clive was seeing Tracy's commanding side for the first time. His tone softened as he conceded, "Alright, I was just venting. I never planned to leave Red Restaurant. My real worry is you leaving—what would become of this place?"
Clive had never underestimated Tracy's talent. Though young, she possessed the most natural talent for cooking he'd ever encountered. Even after decades in the industry, he was utterly impressed by her skills.
When he'd left Omar Garden years ago, he'd sworn never to return. His place was at Red Restaurant—for as long as it existed, so would he. How could he forget the debt he owed? Without Tracy's help when he was in dire straits, his culinary reputation might have been ruined forever.
Tracy lowered her gaze, studying Clive with confusion. She'd assumed his ear
