Billionaire's Passionate love

eal, my grin widening even further at the sight of a mother helping h

s of Paris. I have always been one of those shy girls who loves to hide behind the counter, watching from the safety of the kitchen as people enj

one of our servers, called out. I flashed her

smile, even after losing everything over these last seven years. Those who are aware of the miseries of my life likely view me as a fool who simply keeps gri

I garnished the tray and pushed it out toward Nina before immediately pi

he aroma with delight, and I knew right then that my dish had passed its first exam.

er. She personally taught me how to cook and bake, providing me with this job while understanding my fragile mental state at the time. Ba

woman I am today. She was the one who stood by my side at the time of... I shook my head, refus

Master Chef," I said, placing the pl

ppeared on her lips before she pushed a spoonful into my mo

end, Saphia, asked as she came in,

reak the ice with me. She is a girl who lives for fresh air and new experiences. She has a habit of hopping from one job to another, but

unlucky for her. Consequently, she changed her name from Sophia to Saphia. She is the type of person who can

illing up with the evening crowd. Saphia finished her plate in a hurry

d. Seven years ago, I would have thrown a tantrum over a simple burn, but that O

nt to eat at home come rushing in. Sometimes the café is completely empty late at

such a rush today," Saphia breathed hea

were for desserts. I'm exhausted now," I admitted, yawni

h I finished in a single gulp. "We shoul

I walked to my locker, removed my apron, and grabbed my handbag. I

s we walked toward th

the café, and I prefer the walk. Since Saphia's house is in the o

ng her head. "Okay, ciao! See you tomorrow." With a wave of her

around to find no one, but my sixth sense screamed otherwise. I increased my speed, almost running towar

d me? If it was him, he would surely kill me this time after fulfilling his ruthless

umbled in my bag for my keys, my hands shaking so hard I could barely hold them. That was

ed to God, drenched in sweat.

d over, I slowly turned around to