Mr. President: You Are The Daddy Of My Triplets

Chapter 411- My Bathroom



"Geez! Table number three ordered chicken wings a while back," Aniya told the in charge who tilted his head to get a better look at table number three.

"Oh, damn. Ask them to wait. Apologize if you can. I’ll send it ASAP..." he jogged to the kitchen and Anya straightened her skirt before walking to the table where a group of men were seated.

"Sir. I really apologize to you, but Chicken wings might take time."

The man who had ordered it seemed annoyed by the blunder and tried to control his anger, "It’s OK, miss. But I have been waiting for it for the past half an hour."

Aniya nodded and waved towards the kitchen, "I’m extremely sorry, sir. Please start the main course, I’ll bring it..."

The man cursed under his breath, "You must be out of your mind. It was supposed to be a starter, and you are asking me to start my main course so that I can eat the starter in the end! What fu*cking logic is this?"

He was flaring up too quickly and Aniya could feel sweat on her palms and temple. Though the AC was working fine.

"It’s ok, Larson," Another man who had been observing Aniya, placed his hand on Larson’s arm, but his eyes stayed on Aniya’s face, "Go and bring the ..." he paused, "Again... what was your name?"

Aniya was sure, he never asked her name. However, she could make the situation worse by saying that.

"Aniya James," she pointed towards her chest where the badge was attached to her white blouse.

"Yeah. Aniya James. Bring the chicken when it’s ready," he finished with a smirk. The man wasn’t that god looking but everything he was wearing spoke of money.

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