Oliver's POV . "How many applicants are here?" I asked genuinely because I started feeling bad about them from then on. "427 applicants." "For one position?" "For one position.", Chef Da Silva replied. Well, I should not be surprised because this was one of the best restaurants in the whole world and paid their staff in numbers which one could never think of, so fighting for even one position was worth it. I still couldn't believe my luck that out of nowhere, I had received that email from Rise Above Dining Restaurant even though I didn't have applied for it. But a part of my heart knew that it was becaus

Oliver's POV."I'm sorry.", I apologized and saw her shaking.'Is she crying?' I thought, but as her head was turned in another direction, I couldn't see her expression."Hey, I'm sorry," I apologized again and placed my hand on her shoulder. Immediately, a loud sound of her laughter boomed in the place, making me realize that she was just acting."God, Oliver!", She said between her laughter. She kept her hand on her stomach and kept laughing.Her laughter was music to my ear, and for the first time, I had seen her laughing wholeheartedly.I shook my head, knowing that I had just made a fool of myself by fal

Rebecca’s POV.‘There’s nothing important to visit in Manaus except from nearby forest reserves.’ I received Oliver’s message. I couldn’t help but agree with him because I had also searched about it over the internet.‘Then leave it. I don’t want to visit those places.’ I sent him the message. I have spent my eighteen years in the forest; why wouldn’t someone like me visit the forest reserve after staying for eighteen years?He thought about exploring everything around just becaus

Oliver’s POV.“Hello, Mom,” I said in an exciting tone.“Someone sounds happy.”, My mom already guessed my mood. “What’s the matter, young man?”“You won’t believe me if I will tell you.”“Okay! I’m waiting.”, She said.“Remembered that I had told you about a girl I saved from an accident and helped her.” I tried to make her remember.“Umm…the same girl who helped us get a table for us when getting a table at that restaurant was next to impossible?”, She said.“Yes! The same one.”

Oliver's POV."How's it?", She asked when I tasted her new recipe."Umm…" I didn't have words to say anything at that moment. I looked at her face; she was waiting for me to say something."Just say it."While my taste bud was busy in exploring each and every flavor of the food, I raised my hand to signal her. I joined my thumb with my index finger and brought it near my face to express how the food was."You liked it?""Liked it?" I asked, munching the food. "I loved it.", I exclaimed and quickly took another bite of the unknown dishes. She still had to name this new dish. "God, Becca, you're younger than me still; you cook much, much, much better