The Heir

“WHAT the hell are you still doing here, Maximilian? Didn’t I told you to leave?” Sarah said in a stern tone when she saw him again. She looked really annoyed.

Maximilian stood straight with his arms folded over his chest.

“I would like to speak with the manager of this restaurant—” His sentence was interrupted by a call. It was the butler. “Wait for a second. Hello, Wilfred, what’s up?”

“I phoned Loraine just like I said. Unfortunately, she was on maternity leave. But don’t worry, she assured me that she will call the manager in charge to relay the message.”

“All right.” The call ended, so he returned his attention to Sarah. “As I was saying earlier, I—”

“Are you nuts, Maximilian?” Sarah scoffed and shook her head. “Of course, I will not do what you want. Do you really think my manager will leave his post just to talk and hear a complaint from someone like you? Why don’t you just go downtown and maybe buy your meal on a food truck? Stop wasting our time here.”

She was about to turn her back when he spoke again.

“You know what, Sarah, people like you should stop treating people like me this way.” There was a warning in his voice. “Let me tell you something…” Maximilian leaned forward and whispered in her ear, “You are going to regret this later. I promise you.”

“Are

Were you threatened?” He

his chest. “You wait

on Maximilian and scoffed. If he thought that she would call the manager, he was wrong because she would

the security guard when she saw the manager rushing to the

she said as she stood on

I am in

was that very important person her manager was referring to? She should have known about that person in advance, right? Sarah’s gaze followed the manager, and she was shocked to

as possible. I just got a call from my colleague,” the manager told Maximilian that shocked her to the bone. He spoke to him in a gentle and polite voice as though he was a son of a

sure that Maximilian did not come from a wealthy family. He did not even manage to finish college. They were in their first year when she first saw him, and in their third year, she just learned that he stopped going to the university because his foster mother got sick. Maybe the manager was treating

can I do for you, Mr.

pulled out of her reverie when she

haven’t introduced yourself,” said Maximilian, who

to you, Sir. I’m Pete.” The manager shook hands