Gray, dressed in his chef attire, walked past another chef who was cooking fresh clams in a pan with butter.“Budget your time well, okay?” He said.Altogether, his cooks answered, “Yes, Chef!”An amateur chef took a step back when attempting to put damp shrimp in the pan, resulting in a reaction from the oil.“Hey!” Gray yelled out, "you shouldn't be putting those wet shrimps in the hot oil like that." Walking over, he expressed his frustration, "Seriously, how many times do I need to remind you about this?"Glancing at the other chefs, who seemed oblivious, he emphasized, "When someone is in trouble, pay attention! I don't want to have to repeat myself over and over again, okay?"“Yes, Chef,” they answered.This is what Gray's typical day in the kitchen looks like. Even though his employees are aware of his kindness, he becomes a complete terror when he's working in the kitchen.But since Gray doesn't come around often, they think it's bearable to endure his tantrums for a day.Gray
When Gray returned to the kitchen, everyone immediately noticed the shift in his mood."You messed up, but it's alright. We all make mistakes. Just fix it, okay?" Gray said to the Chef, who had made an error while cooking."What caused this sudden change?" they all wondered.Finally, the work hours came to an end.Curiosity got the better of Gray as he glanced into the dining hall, wondering if Victoria was still there."She waited for hours," Gray whispered to himself as he saw her sitting upright in the chair where he had left her.As Gray delved into researching about Victoria, he discovered that she had a not-so-great reputation due to her temper. However, after waking up from her coma, she had undergone a remarkable transformation."Someone as rich as her actually waited for hours just to see me?" Gray whispered, scratching his chin.Now, his curiosity was piqued even more.Feeling a mix of suspicion and happiness, Gray approached her. "I'm surprised you're still here, Miss."Vic
“Sir Richard.”A sweet voice a woman echoed in the hallway.Sir Richard, Mikhail’s secretary, turned around and looked at the owner of the voice. He was awed for a bit to see Mikhail’s twin sister running towards him. Not only she’s pretty, but she even called him ‘Sir’!“Y-Yes, Miss Victoria?” he asked.Vic stood before him and tucked her hair behind her ears. ‘I really wanted to cut my hair short but it’s disrespectful to Victoria’s soft hair.’With a sigh, she lifted her head and looked at her twin brother’s secretary.‘Even though she’s my boss’s twin sister, she looks very different to him,’ Richard thought with a gulp.“I heard that there is a family outing between Red and Cadell family. May I know why I wasn’t informed about this?” she asked.Richard answered, “That was because your family knew how much you hated the engagement. They just don’t want to create a situation where you will feel uncomfortable with your fiancé.”‘I appreciated their care,’ Vic said to herself, feelin
“I don’t need you unless it’s really Vic. I only like my sister Vic! Don’t come here anymore!”**“Ben!” Nadia's call for Ben went unanswered, prompting her to turn to Victoria with a mix of confusion and sympathy. "I'm sorry. I think he really cares about Vic.""It's okay. Can I try talking to him?"Nadia gave a quick nod, allowing Victoria to step outside in search of Ben.While she had anticipated some of this, Victoria was still taken aback by the reality of the situation. She couldn't help but feel guilty that the child was upset because of her."Ben!"Worried that he might have wandered off too far, Victoria scanned the area and spotted a small figure huddled under a tree behind the orphanage.She felt a wave of relief wash over her the moment she recognized Ben.Instead of calling out to the crying figure with his head in his lap, she quietly went and sat down beside him.Ben lifted his head at the sound of footsteps, and his expression changed to surprise when he saw that it w
Leaving his current tasks behind, Martin hopped into his car and headed towards Joy Orphanage.Before long, he pulled up in front of the building situated on the outskirts.Reading the sign that said "Joy Orphanage," he double-checked the nameplate by the entrance before cautiously stepping inside.As he made his way through the garden, the delightful sounds of children's laughter filled the air."I'll hide now!"Amidst the joyful voices, whether they were playing or not, he followed the sound as if it were guiding him."Alright! Hide well, kids!"However, upon hearing the woman's voice accompanying the children, he stopped in his tracks.'That voice,' he whispered, recognizing the familiarity.Staying put, he continued to listen to the sounds surrounding him."Miss Vic! Please don't look! And don't forget to count all the numbers!""Sure thing! I'll count them all. Quick, go hide!"Martin whispered to himself, "Miss Vic?"He couldn't resist picking up his pace when he heard Vic's nam
"Sir. Why don't you rest for today? You did a lot of work," said Vic. Martin answered, "Adults have their own games. And they have no time to rest because they have to win every day." Those words were etched in Vic's mind for a long time. Therefore, she mistakenly repeated the same word when Martin was standing before her. ** ** Martin pulled Victoria away from the children and from the director of the orphanage. In a place where no one could watch them, they stood in front of each other. She looked at Martin, who pulled her head and saw a more hostile expression than she had ever seen. "What's wrong?" she asked, hurriedly pulling her arm out of his grasp at the momentary change in the atmosphere. But Martin had such a strong grip on her that she couldn't shake him off easily.Martin was in a state of confusion. Those were the words that Victoria had said before."How do you know that?" he asked. "Huh? What is it?" "I'm asking about those words you said earlier. Adults have th
“Do you have feelings for me?” Victoria asked Martin.The mere question caused Martin to fall silent. If Victoria's intention was to silence him, she had achieved it.A tense silence lingered between them as they locked eyes. Eventually, Victoria was the one to break the silence."Do you believe your interest in me only sparked because I changed so much after losing my memories? Or have you developed feelings for me?" she inquired once more.Martin's response this time was a simple, "No."‘As expected,’ Victoria said to herself before chuckling bitterly. “Same here,” she lied. “I have no feelings for you. The conversation ended.”"You're mistaken. It's because your question is flawed. I know small details about you even when you had your memories. How can I develop feelings for someone I barely know?"Victoria looked down and replied, "That's it. So...""But I want to get to know you."She fell silent and gazed at him, realizing he wasn't joking.She couldn't comprehend his words. It
"Did Vic really try to kill you?"** **Martin always had complete trust in Zoe. So, when he posed the question, Zoe's eyes quivered. She couldn't utter a single word as she gazed at Martin."What if you simply misinterpreted everything?" he interjected. "Perhaps Vic didn't actually intend to stab you. Did she truly confess her jealousy towards you?"Zoe shivered. Tears filled her eyes, not because she was hurt by Martin's doubt but because she feared being exposed.But when Martin caught a glimpse of her eyes, his perspective shifted. Memories of the day he unintentionally injured Zoe's leg during their childhood flooded back, leaving him overwhelmed with guilt."Sorry," he muttered, his voice filled with remorse. "I never meant to question you."Gulping, Zoe's voice broke as she said, "It's been so long since you last talked about her. You know that I still have trauma when I think of Miss Vic." She looked down, trying to conceal her anxiety.Martin let out a deep breath and replied