The Heir

chapter 29

After informing the chefs, she immediately asked the staff to clean and set the table on Eden’s Hall just like the manager instructed. And now, she wondered what was with Maximilian for his manager to exert such effort to impress him. He and his wife celebrating their wedding anniversary in Eden’s Hall? Since Sarah started working at Romaticos, the only people who chartered the restaurant and used their grandest hall were executives of first-rate companies and politicians from different states and countries. Where would he get the money to pay for everything?

But wait, why did she even bother to think about it? She holds a grudge against him, so she should not concern herself about his future problems. It was his life, after all. Sarah let out a sigh and shook her head. She must pull herself together before facing Maximilian once again.

“Miss Sarah, we are all set,” one of the staff informed her.

“Oh!” She clasped her hands together. “Great. Go to the kitchen and check if the food is ready. I will go to the manager’s office and call them.”

She went out of Eden’s Hall feeling anxious.

When she arrived at the manager’s office, Sir Pete and Maximilian were about to go out.

“Oh, Sarah. Mr. Lee and I were wondering if you’re done,” the manager told her.

“Yes, Sir. Everything is set. The food will be served any minute now.” She gazed at Maximilian, who was looking at her too. It suddenly made her feel uneasy. Sarah looked away and gestured at the hallway. “Shall we?”

“After you, Mr. Lee.” Sir Pete opened the door widely.

As they walked through the hallway going to Eden’s Hall, Sarah could not help but listen to the conversation. All she could hear was Maximilian’s plan on his special day with his wife and the

manager’s suggestions.

Maximilian settled on the table first while the manager waited for her to get inside.

“Sarah, I know you are good at your work, but still, I want you to give your best to please Mr. Lee, okay?” Sir Pete told her. “He is—”

“Son-in-law of the Griffiths. I know about it, he is my classmate back in college and—”

“Oh, my God, Sarah! Really? You know him personally?”

Her forehead formed a knot as she met the manager’s gaze. “Y-yes. As I was saying, he was my classmate.”

Sir Pete leaned forward and whispered, “Then, something good is about to happen.”

“W-wait. What are you talking about, Sir? I… ah… I couldn’t follow.”

“Were you lying a while ago, Sarah? Because if yes—”

“No.” She shook her head. “Of course, I am not lying.” © 2024 Nôv/el/Dram/a.Org.

“Then, if you do know him personally, why are you so clueless?”

“Because…” Sarah scratched her head. “Your actions confused me. I know he is the son-in-law of the Griffiths—”

“It’s not just that, Sarah. Jeez!” The manager shook his head and grasped her arm. “He is connected to the chairman of the LS Group. So, you better please him or else… you know what will happen.”

Sarah’s jaw dropped, and her body seemed to be frozen. Was that a joke? Did Maximilian pull a prank at the manager, pretending he was someone connected to the chairman? How did that happen?

“Sarah? Hey.” Sir Pete snapped his fingers in front of her face, pulling her out of trance.

“Y-yes, Sir?” She swallowed hard.

The manager gave her a light pat on her back. “You can do this, right?”

“No—I mean, yes. N-no problem.” Sarah faked a smile.

She turned in Maximilian’s direction, who was sitting comfortably with his hands folded over his chest. There goes that smug smile on his lips again. Then, she suddenly remembered how she treated him an hour ago. Now, she was worried about her future at work.

“Let’s go,” Sir Pete said and sauntered towards the table.

But Sarah’s feet seemed to be stuck. It took her a couple of seconds before she mustered the courage to walk towards Maximilian.