All Chapters of A Deal With The Billionaire (English Version): Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

When we reached the roadside, we waited. Valiente’s entrance was just about ten steps away from the main road.After a while, a black car stopped in front of us. Its window rolled down, revealing someone I didn’t expect."Good evening, Boss Lucian," Anderson greeted respectfully."What are you doing here?" Lucian asked seriously, though Anderson seemed accustomed to his tone."I'm helping Madam Lyrica get a taxi, Boss Lucian, so I’ll know the driver," Anderson explained politely."Don’t bother; I’ll take her myself.""P-Pardon?" Anderson and I stammered simultaneously, exchanging looks."Tsk, I’ll take her, Anderson. Just open the car door for her," Lucian said, sounding exasperated."No, Sir, it's okay. I can wait for a taxi. I don’t want to inconvenience you," I said shyly."Get in," he ordered coldly, leaving me no choice but to comply. Anderson waved goodbye as I got into Lucian’s car."Take care, Boss Lucian. Bye, Madam Lyrica!" Anderson called out with a smile."Thank you," I re

I composed myself before stepping out of the staff room."Lyrica! Good to see you're back. Are you okay? Emir told me what happened earlier," Rae greeted as I approached her."Yes, I'm fine. I'm just not used to being treated that way," I said, scratching my cheek."Don't worry, you'll get used to it. Just toughen up if you want to last here," she said, tapping my shoulder with a smile."Thanks, Rae.""Oh, Lyrica, this is for you. The customer earlier said it’s yours," Emir said, handing me folded cash."Huh?" I was stunned."He said it’s a tip. He gave extra because you looked scared of him earlier," Emir said, shaking his head. I accepted it and thanked him.When I opened it, I saw it was two thousand pesos. I gasped in surprise."Oh my! That’s a huge tip, girl! Looks like you caught his attention. Quick, hide it for now. We’ve got an order for the VIP section! Help me out," Rae said excitedly."Huh? Oh, okay," I replied as I looked for a place to stash the money."Here, put it here

A week has passed since I started working at Valiente, and I can say I’m getting used to it. I’ve even started saving up from the tips customers give me. From what I know, they pay the waitresses every two weeks.It’s also been a week since I last saw Lucian, and honestly, that gave me peace of mind. Annika calls almost every day, Ate Cynthia remains her usual self, throwing indirect remarks at me, and Marco also checks in with me daily.“Lyrica, this is for table 17,” Emir handed me the customer’s order. I quickly took it. I felt more at ease now since our uniform had changed—a high-waist white soft denim short paired with net-like stockings and a black crop-top with “Valiente” written across the chest. Thankfully, I’d grown accustomed to wearing heels, and I no longer got blisters or sore legs.“Good evening! Here are your drinks,” I greeted the customers at the table with a smile. It was a group of five men, three of whom had companions at their table.“Thank you, dear. This is the

19The entire day passed without Lucian and me speaking to each other. Every chance I got, I avoided him. I only prepared his meals and brought them to his room. Earlier, when I entered to deliver his dinner, I noticed he had already cleaned his space. He said nothing as I placed his meal on the table.Now, I’m in the living room of his condo, texting Jessie, who was asking when I’d return. Then I decided to call Annika."Hello, Ate!""Annika, how’s everything at home? How are our nieces and nephews?" I asked with a smile."We’re doing fine, Ate. Ambet’s better now, and his appetite is back. Good thing I was able to get them vitamins.""And how’s school for you and Boyet? Don’t you dare skip classes!""Of course not, Ate. Boyet is actually getting really into his studies now. When there’s no school, he’s always at the farm, so sometimes he doesn’t even ask Dad for allowance anymore.""That’s good to hear. When my salary increases, you and Boyet can stop working. Just focus on your stu

"Lyrica, didn’t I tell you on your first day here that I don’t want any trouble in Valiente?" Sir Kyros said sternly as I sat in his office. Across from me was Sofia, crying dramatically.I let out a deep sigh."I always follow your rules, Sir Kyros," I responded calmly.He nodded and adjusted his posture."Sofia reported to me that you picked a fight with her earlier."I gathered all the courage I could to defend myself. So this was Sofia’s game—playing the victim.I smiled faintly at Sir Kyros, deliberately avoiding even a glance at Sofia."Sir Kyros, it’s true I answered her back earlier because I’m getting irritated by her attitude...""See, Sir Kyros? I told you! That new waitress of yours keeps picking on me. She acts like she owns Valiente!" Sofia cried louder, as if on cue."I’m not done, Sofia," I said coldly, glaring at her. My head ached, and I wasn’t in the mood to deal with her theatrics. If I didn’t settle this now, she’d continue to bully me every night at Valiente.Sof