One More Chance novel Chapter 142

~~~I never lost the love that I had given you with all the things that we have both been through. I never stayed in love before as much as I have stayed in love with you. You never thought the feelings meant for you were true, 'cause every time we're all alone you'd wonder if I really never changed and if I really stayed in love with you~~~

-Lea Salonga-

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"Stop it, Lucy!" Luke gave her the most dominant look that made her tail tucked behind her butt. And the moment she shut her mouth, that's the time for me to bark...

"Well, for your information, lady, our coffee shop is open for all the customers who want to buy our products, but we don't force them or anyone to buy, eat, drink, stay nor to enter our store. And as for our menus, we make sure they are in the taste of our customers. And so far, we haven't received any complaints about our food and drinks, it's just from you. And ohh... I can't believe that complaint was really from you, while I saw earlier how you enjoyed the iced Americano we served you that you almost had to sip the ice as well." I ended my speech with a devilish chuckle.

"That's not true!" She exclaimed, but Luke was fast to grab her elbow.

"And one more thing, I didn't insist your 'boss' to set your meetings here, so don't blame me as I have nothing to do with it! You can go out if you want but please pay for your drinks first!" And I raised an eyebrow. I couldn't help it. I also glared at Luke for bringing... or should I say for tolerating his employee.

She was about to say something but Luke already dragged her back to their table.

"Tss! How I wish the ground could open and swallow this woman whole! Argh!" I whispered-yelled, gritting my teeth.

It wasn't even five minutes when Luke reappeared in front of the counter, but unlike earlier, my mood had already changed from excitement to irritation.

"I'm sorry, Sam, for what happened."

I sighed loudly and stared at him.

"Why are you apologizing for someone else's fault?" I asked, straight-face.

"Because she is one of my employees."

"Whether she is your employee or not, you should apologize for her mistake! Let her apologize for what she did!"

"Sam..."

I kept myself busy from scanning the sales on the computer.

"I'll talk to her," I heard him say after a few seconds and I gazed up at him.

"Well, you should be, Mr. Williams, and I hope you don't tolerate such behavior." And those words saddened his expression.

"Sam, please, stop calling me by my last name---"

"Do you need anything, Sir? I mean, what's your order, Sir?" I asked instead, ignoring what he said.

Well, he just said stop calling him Mr. Williams, right?

"Sam..." But before he could open his mouth, Dana suddenly came out of the kitchen.

"Hi, guys," she greeted us, smiling and I took that chance to walk out of the counter and calm my raging nerves.

"Dana, can I ask you a favor?"

"Sure," she happily nodded.

"Can you take, Mr. Williams' order? I just have to call my mom."

"O-Oh, y-yeah---"

"Thanks," I gave her my sweetest smile and didn't wait for her to speak as I immediately ran to the office.

"Samantha..." I heard Dana's voice but I chose to ignore her.

Actually, I not really going to call my mother, I just said that lie because I no longer want to argue with him. I know what I did was kinda childish, but honestly earlier, I was more upset with Luke than the bitch herself. He didn't say anything except 'stop it, Lucy' and then dragged her out of my face. He didn't even do anything and after a few seconds, he came back and asked for an apology---forgodsake!

After staying in the office for almost 20 minutes, the door suddenly opened and the smiling face of Dana Rodriguez came into my view.

"So, how are you feeling?" She asked me the moment she settled herself on the couch in front of my seat.

I just huffed, rolling my eyes and she chuckled.

"Luke already told me what happened and girl, I'm telling you, that damn bitch was so lucky I wasn't outside earlier because if I happened to heard what she said, I probably would have cut her tongue, put it in the grill pan and stuffed it into her mouth!"

And because of that silly idea, I couldn't help but chuckle and hit her with a throw pillow.

"You're so harsh!" I said in the middle of my laughter.

"And do you know what I found out? She's pretending to be a British girl, imitating the way they speak and over pronouncing--- exaggerating their words, jeez!"

"So she's calling water--- whatha?" I tried to mimic the way the bitch speak and we burst into laughter as I exaggerated it a little bit.