Maid For Beckett Catching The Baseball Legend’s Heart novel Chapter 196

Chapter 196

Andi-

How was school?‘ I read Beckett’s message as I parked in front of Sea, Salt, and Bread

The seaside restaurant was perched at the edge of the pier. This is a franchise of the Maldini family and is the nearest restaurant to my residence. It was a restaurant by day that turned into a high–end resto–bar at night.

The sun was already sinking into the horizon. The restaurant was packed from my vantage point, and I got the feeling that had this morning. Just staring at how busy and alive the place was intimidates me.

The place was all driftwood beams and white tablecloths. The second floor was alfresco style, and the servers were dressed Hawaiian shirts and jean shorts.

I asked one of the servers where the manager was, and told her I was here for an interview. The server looked at me her eyes questioning. She seemed friendly, but there was confusion in her eyes as to what I was doing here.

She pointed me towards the bar, murmuring a meaningful good luck as she walked away with the tray in her hands.

It was in the way he stood with authority, the way he looked down at his people through the tip of his nose, as if they were his soldiers and he was the commander. He was a big guy with a round belly and a double chin. His hair was brushed hark the point that it was pulling the skin on his forehead back. His eyes were sharp, and he saw me coming before I could pro His arms crossed, face set in a permanent frown. “You’re late.”

I frowned, looking down at my watch. I’m pretty sure I was minutes early for my scheduled interview. “Uhm, sorry I apologized just to make a good impression. I really need him to hire me, or else Beckett will send me to Brighton Cary

He dismissed me with a frown. “Your CV,” he opened his palm, tapping his shoes against the floor I can already tell patience isn’t his strong suit.

I handed him my CV, shifting from one foot to another as he scanned my paper. He doesn’t even offer me a station vacant barstool at the bar. The guy behind the bar had the same look as the server I met earlier as though he was me with his gaze to run away from this place.

He looked me up and down, unimpressed. “Where’d you work before this?”

I gripped my bag tighter. “A local bar. Uhm, Old Town Tavern. And–I did cleaning work Mosity at nigh

His thin lips curled. “So, you scrub toilets and pour cheap beer That’s it?” he scoffed, looking at the bacteries bitterly

I felt my cheeks burn “Yes, but 1-”

He cut me off with a non “I can’t really reject your application because you’re ok slaver the cant o

trash can as if it were a waste of his time reading it “Follow inc

I shook my head no, because this was supposed to be an interview day only not start right away

“What do you mean?” he mocked me by shaking his head Are you here to work ou now

“I’m here to work, Sir.” I said, pulling my shoulders back

He answered with another scoff, turned his back on me, and headed towards the entry be finish the bas

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Chapter 196

“Can I leave this here?” I said quickly to the bartender

He answered with a nod and I dropped my bag haphazardly under the counter I followed the manager through area, where the temperature doubled back

The manager clapped his hands, pulling everyone’s attention from whatever they were doing Listen kitchen. This Andrea, and she wanted to work here. Use her, abuse her. I don’t give a fuck as long as you make her feel like the matter) good?”

He didn’t get any response from the people in the kitchen apart from a confused glare

I am used to people acting tough and bossy around me, so what he said about me didn’t affect me. It just passes through my

ears.

He clapped his hand, snapping everyone’s attention from staring at me. “Back to work, losers!”

I can already see the problem here, and it’s standing beside me, glaring down at me. “Let’s get one thing straight Andrea

“Andi” I cut him off. “No one calls me Andrea.” Apart from Nana Lucy and Arturo, I wanted to add.

“Andrea,” he repeated, making sure I know that he won’t be following any request from me. “I don’t give a fuck if you’re the boss’s bitch. I am the king of this place. You listen and do as I say, or you’re out, got it?”

I stared at him blankly, wondering how this place was still up and running when his ego could destroy this in one flick

“Got it?” he put weight on every word.

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