The Billionaire's Intern (Maya Thompson) novel Chapter 512

Maya leaned slightly closer and lowered her voice.

"Because there are other people here."

Damien glanced around the table.

Maya continued quietly.

"And there's only one slice."

Understanding slowly dawned on him.

"It wouldn't be polite to eat it in front of everyone without offering," she whispered. "So I'll just have mine later."

Then her eyes landed on the iced coffee beside the paper bag, and a smile immediately appeared on her face.

"But I'll have this."

She picked up the cup and gave the straw a small swirl, mixing the drink before taking a sip.

"The ice will water it down if I leave it too long, so I need to drink it now."

Damien met her eyes and immediately understood what she was doing. She wasn't refusing the cheesecake because she didn't want it.

She was simply being considerate of everyone else at the table.

He didn't argue any further.

The moment the coffee touched her lips, her eyes brightened slightly.

"Mmm. This is so good."

James, who had been quietly eating nearby, noticed immediately.

"That should taste extra special, Ms. Maya."

Maya looked up at him in confusion.

"Extra special?"

James nodded.

"Well, Boss stood in line and ordered it himself."

The room fell silent.

Then Nicholas let out a loud laugh.

"Bullshit." He pointed at Damien.

"You expect me to believe Damien stood in line at a café and waited his turn like everyone else? That'll be the day."

"That's exactly what happened, Sir," James replied.

Nicholas laughed even harder.

"No. Absolutely not. Your loyalty is way overboard, Horton."

Without saying another word, James reached into his pocket and pulled out his phone.

After tapping the screen a few times, he stood and walked over to Maya before handing it to her.

"See for yourself, Ms. Maya."

Maya immediately remembered Damien mentioning that he had evidence.

This was probably it.

Curious, she accepted the phone.

The moment the video began playing, her eyes widened and a smile slowly spread across her face.

The video wasn't very long.

It showed Damien standing patiently in line, waiting for his turn like everyone else.

A few minutes later, the barista informed him that they had already sold the last slice of pecan cheesecake.

The look on Damien's face immediately changed.

For some reason, he looked as though he had just been told he had lost a billion-dollar deal.

Even through the screen, Maya could see the panic that had appeared on the poor barista's face.

A moment later, an older gentleman emerged from the back.

The sound quality wasn't perfect, but Maya clearly heard Damien say four simple words.

"It's for my wife."

The words were spoken so naturally and without hesitation that they instantly made her heart skip a beat.

The video ended shortly afterward when Damien followed who was presumably Mr. Lawson through a staff-only door.

By the time the video ended, the smile on Maya's face had only grown brighter.

She returned the phone to James before turning toward Damien.

"Hmm.." Amusement danced in her eyes. "I'm impressed, Mr. Blackwood."

"You actually did it." "Of course." Damien looked completely unapologetic. "I told you I could do it."

Then he leaned slightly closer.

"Whatever my wife wants, my wife gets."

The simple statement made Maya's heart warm.

Without thinking much about it, she leaned closer and pressed a quick kiss against his cheek.

"Thank you, love. I really appreciate it."

For a brief moment, Damien was caught off guard.

Nicholas looked offended.

"So now you're kicking me out?"

He turned toward Dominic.

"Uncle Dom, are you hearing this? Now that he has a girlfriend, he's pushing me aside."

Dominic laughed.

"I can't take your side on this one, son."

Nicholas looked betrayed.

"Even you?"

"Especially me." Dominic chuckled. "This is long overdue."

Charles, who was busy scraping the last bits of cheesecake from the container, nodded in agreement. "He's right."

Then a teasing smile appeared on his face.

"Maybe you should spend less time bothering Damien and more time pursuing that young lady from the Takahashi family. What's her name again?"

"Harper, Father," Dominic supplied. "Her name is Harper."

"Ah, yes, yes. Harper." Charles waved a hand. "You should stop dilly-dallying, boy. Otherwise, someone might come along and swoop her away."

He pointed his fork at Nicholas.

"Then you'll have no one to blame but yourself." Charles clicked his tongue.

"At least Damien here is already one step ahead. You haven't even secured the woman yet."

He shook his head.

"Instead of chasing Harper, you're wasting your time entertaining random women from random clubs."

His expression turned particularly sour.

"Like that woman from earlier today." Charles clicked his tongue. "Don't think I don't know about that little incident. We heard all about it before the two of you even arrived."

Nicholas immediately buried his face in his hands.

"Grandpa... That happened years ago."

"What?" Charles scoffed. "I'm just telling the truth."

He pointed his fork at him.

"Imagine bringing someone like that home and introducing her to the family."

Charles shuddered dramatically.

"Your grandfather will have a heart attack on the spot."