Chapter 8

Jade’s pov

“Jade, wait up,” I heard Monica shout as I reached the entrance of the establishment.

Rushing to my side she said, “It's technically not open yet but they will allow you in when accompanying Conri or me,” she explained as she reached out past me and rapped on the door.

The door opened and an old man spied Monica and grinned.

“Hey sweetie, are you coming for breakfast?”

“You Betcha Derek, you are the only man I know that can cook like a Michelin star chef,” she chuckled then introduced me to her friend, explaining how I wished to work.

His kind eyes looked at me as he nodded.

“She's pretty and will earn much if she can waitress,” he said firmly.

Nodding I told him that I had experience and could easily carry a tray full of drinks.

“Great, come on in and Monica go to your table and I will whip up a nice morning feast for you both,” Derek said with a wink to my dear friend.

Putting her arm around my shoulders she led me inside and told the man that Conri w