Contract Marriage With The Billionaire

with the number of people still coming in through the double glass doors of the restaurant where I worked and which was buzzing with noise as if it was noon and not five pm, it seemed like I was no

s praised my abilities any time they came here. It was cool serving them and becoming their friends. I enjoyed the camaraderie between the staff. I knew most of the staff family members by their first name because of the easy friendship we have cultivated in the space of four years I have been working here. From the chefs to the doormen, everyone looked out for one another and saved each other's asses if any one of us needed it. Besides Mr Smith of course. That stuffy man who would rather complain than actually do his job was the only staff in this restaurant I could not relate with. I bet that was the main reason he was still single even though it was clear by his balding head and fixed frown that he going to his fifties. Who would really want to date the nan and manage his overbearing nature. What I certainly didn't enjoy was the fact that Kings Restaurant was understaffed despite them having the reputation of being one of the best restaurants in Trenton. The reputation of course made them to have a lot of customers coming into the restaurant to enjoy excellent food services. It was absurd to me how a restaurant like this that had at least one hundred customers coming in every day boasted of only three waiters to attend to the customers' needs. They also had just five chefs to cook the variety of meals they serve their customers every single day. It was crazy. Worse of it all, On Fridays which was actually today, they would do a twenty percent discount on the prices of all their meals making the restaurant literally turn into a market place. But did they add any more staff to come h

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st hoped to God that the stress was not affecting her and the baby. "Peter is coming with our car to take me home. Man, I really am too tired to board a bus and then walk from the bus stop to my house. I tried all the online cab services I know and they said they were tied down with work. It's that busy time of the evening, you know." "So sorry, Marie. I hope Peter is not going to take much time coming. "—I glanced at my wrist watch —"it is already a few minutes till seven pm." "It is okay, Gina. He said he will be here in ten minutes. At Least, we know Mr Smith is still in his office till nine o'clock. I will be fine. You go home." "Alright. Let me go before I crumple here on the floor out of exhaustion." I said. Marie gave a small laugh, waved goodbye at me. I smiled and turned on my heel to walked into the dining area. The maids were still cleaning the dining area for tomorrow work as I walked in. It was customary for the restaurant to tidy up the place no matter how late it gets. It was good policy only I wished they would employ more hands to make it faster. I sighed as I waved good night at them before leaving the restaurant through the entrance door. Outside, I instantly felt the evening wind chill my face making the beads of sweats that had formed around my forehead to evaporate instantly. I wrapped my coat tighter around me as I began to walk to my apartment. My apartment was about three miles away and was basically a forty five minute walk if I used my usual route. I would have considered boarding a cab but the evening traffic would have made me stay on the road longer than I would if I had trekked so I forgot about the option. Since it was a Friday evening, the roads were more busy than usual as people who were coming from work and those who were going to places of relaxation for the weekend crowded the roads with their cars. I frowned when I saw that I could