CHAPTER FIFTY ONE

Anya

I smiled victoriously as I stared at the woman who had thought she could flirt with my man. Her expression was a mix of horror and desperation.

Turning to me, she begged with her eyes. “Please, help me change his mind. I had no idea he was the boss.”

“Why should I?” I retorted, relishing in my newfound power. “Get out of my sight."

She then directed her plea to Vincenzo. “Please, sir. Forgive me just this once.”

“You heard her,” Vincenzo motioned towards me, his tone cold as ice. “Leave before I lose my patience.”

Her eyes welled up with tears as she walked away. A sense of satisfaction washed over me. She deserved that.

“Next time, be more careful about who you hire to work in my restaurant. If you can't do your job properly, I can find someone who can,” Vincenzo's gaze remained icy as he addressed the man.

“I apologize, sir. I'll exercise more caution from now on,” the man stammered before retreating.

The incident left me feeling oddly drained, my appetite waning. I didn't quit