I was simply clueless as to what to do. Boris was worried as well, so he called the hostess of the event management team and asked her to give me a crash course. She was busy at the moment with certain work, so I decided to go about with my usual job. I took the shift handover logbook from Chef Anna. She was a French woman in her early 40s with a long squarish face and small unassuming eyes. She was supposed to leave after the morning shift, but due to the event, she had to stay back, yet not a word of complaint escaped her mouth. She quietly went about her work without making much fuss. Her dedication made the other younger chefs motivated, and they started working tooth and nail as well. When I asked her about the previous shift's books, she looked at me with an appraising eye,"Good boy! You have such a strong sense of duty. Even with the event, you want to be up to date with your work schedule. No wonder you are in such a high post at such a young age. Good… Good!" she said as she
Like a diligent kid, I sat listening to Diana as she explained the general rules that I needed to know about hosting. She went ahead in a jovial manner,"You must always remember some basic things,Smile and be polite.Be polite but confident and positive.Never show your emotions on your face.Compliment the guest but never overdo it.Never offend the guest.The guest is the king. If the guest is rude and is being a jerk, apologize!Always be focused on guest needs.Answer guest queries promptly in precise words."Diana finished as she counted the eight rules with her fingers."I understand. What if the customer is deliberately trying to give you a hard time?" I asked, rubbing my chin. I can't help but get the feeling that the Chairman is doing this to give me a hard time."Oh, it's nothing uncommon. All these white collars and elites are born with arrogance and temper. Say, for example, they ordered a sidecar, but, when it is brought, they would simply deny ordering it or may even s
Robbie's dad POVI had never thought that my son would turn out to be so outrageous. After all that drama about his lover and kid, I thought I could break through his stubbornness, but the boy had the guts to walk out of the house. For the last three days, he has not returned. If that was not shocking enough, he fired all his bodyguards, did not take his car or his chauffeur, canceled all his cards and discarded his previous cell phone and number. He has not used any of his bank accounts ever since he left. Roger is not able to keep any tabs on him. He even checked Ashley's place as well. The boy is nowhere to be found. Except for attending to his regular duties, he is completely out of the radar. All for that cheap omega!! Who would have thought that my threat would backfire on me like this? To think a day would come when my son would fight me for outsiders! When did he get so out of my control?I clenched and unclenched my fist in anger. I tried to get Ashley, but she is out of the
(Since there are a lot of characters perspectives in this chapter, so it will be told in third-person perspective)Ricardo sat there wide-eyed, staring at Stephen in disbelief. He wondered if Stephan only thought with his lower half! Generally, bonded omegas turn people off, but he is actually excited by the idea of banging one? Despite his disgust, Ricardo managed to keep his face neutral. He didn't care for Tony, but he was just not the type to dirty his hands with such things. Moreover, since Robbie was involved with that omega, he couldn't help feeling uncomfortable. The last thing he wanted was Robbie becoming Stephen's target and, for that matter, he won't mind sacrificing Tony. Robbie is still young. He didn't want him to make enemies with such powerful foes. Ricardo cleared his throat audibly before speaking,"Allow me to remind you, he is bonded to my son.""All the more reason!! Had you taken care of that omega, I might not have been involved!" Stephen said in a low sly voic
(Third person perspective)Stephen had grabbed Tony's butt, and one of his fingers was fiddling near his butthole when Tony pushed him away, hard enough for Stephen to stagger. Tony couldn't believe what just happened. He had times before where he was looked down upon, even people aggressively holding his wrist and trying to kiss him or feel him up, but they were all just some sleazy lecherous roadside romeos who had nothing better to do other than treat any vulnerable person as their entertainment, but this man is a well-known politician from a respected family, owns an import-export business and is liked by several. He is also here as a special guest of the Chairman. Yet, he just now...Tony was breathing fast, looking at the man in disbelief. Did he just imagine all that? His contemplation didn't last long as he heard a furious voice from behind him,"How dare you disrespect my guest!"Tony turned to see the Chairman glaring at him. He looked so furious that flames might as well fl
Thankfully, the evening went by without much drama. My worries about the Chairman were unfounded. He only drank the entire evening and was carried away by Mr. Stephen Olsen and the Chairman's personal assistant. I am still not sure about what truly happened at the time I fell over Mr. Olsen. All that caressing and groping, I shivered slightly, remembering it. Hopefully, it was just some stupid misunderstanding.I took my cell phone out to find 34 missed calls.WTF!!Just who had so much leisure to keep calling me? It's not every day that I receive so many calls. I quickly unlocked to see that 30 calls were from Robbie, 3 from Chef Samuel and 1 from Tanya. Looks like Robbie was worrying way too much. I felt myself go a little red in the cheek and near the ear. Being worried about and taken care of isn't that bad after all!"Diana, I'll be heading back. Thank you for everything," I said to Diana gratefully. She has been a great mentor.Diana, like always, gave me a dazzling smile, but t
"Tanya, you're choking me!" I said in a strangled voice as Tanya's hand tightened around my neck. She quickly let go of me and apologized, "I am sorry! I got too emotional." "What are you getting all emotional over a gift for?" I laughed. "I do not have that many friends to shower me with gifts, you know," Tanya held the packages to her heart as if it was a treasure. "What? Why not?" I asked, looking at her, surprised. "Well…" she stretched the word for long but then abruptly changed the subject, "You have the morning shift tomorrow, right?" I didn't want to force her to talk, so I went along, "Yep! I don't want to burden Samuel so much, especially when Jenny is pregnant." "Ah, I see. Then, will you and Twen be free enough to join me for my birthday dinner tomorrow?" Tanya asked, smiling at me with sincerity. "Why not?" I smiled back. "Ummm-" she seemed to be hesitating to say something, but her eyes were brightly glowing as she looked at me. "What?" I asked, getting self-con
Robbie was sleeping, tangling around me like a vine. It took me ten whole minutes to untangle myself from his octopus-like grip. Getting down, I glanced at Robbie's pretty face, which now has an unhealthy pallor over it, with visible dark circles under his eyes and unkempt hair over his forehead. The past few days must have been quite hard on him. His confrontation with his dad has resulted in him being in a difficult situation. Although he did not mention details of the dispute, I knew he left his house in the end. He did not even tell me where he was staying. According to him, the less I know, the better. It is hard not to feel sorry for the difficult situation he has landed in. I wanted to tell him to make peace with his dad, but thinking of the conditions his dad has put forward, I cannot bring myself to say it. I patted his head subconsciously but quickly withdrew my hand when I saw him moving. Shaking my head, I went out to get refreshed. Twen woke up half an hour later when I