Chapter 8

Jasmine's pov

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"Gather around, everyone!"

We heard Elvis said, clapping his hands to get everyone's attention.

Adele and I sneaked in, trying to escape Elvis's predatory eyes and blended with the others.. gathering around the counter.

"Phew! We're lucky Elvis didn't notice we're late" I said.

"Ahem!"

Elvis cleared his throat, his eyes narrowed at us and he eyed me..I guess I spoke too soon.

"Good to see you finally join us, Jasmine!" He said.

I smiled. "Good morning, Elvis"

He simply huffed and turned away from me, I mimicked his expression.. Adele laughed briefly.

"I wonder how his wife and kids cope with him at home, he's always serious.. always keeps a straight face" Adele said.

I chuckled but it's true though, since I started working here I've only seen Elvis smile twice.

Although, I understand him, it's not easy being a manager in one of the biggest restaurants in Las Vegas...

"So.. I got a call from Mr Mike this morning!" He paused and studied everyone.

Everyone is whisperi