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Chapter 36 --- Bumping Into Each Other Without Acknowledge

Chapter 36

Bumping Into Each Other Without Acknowledge

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"Saan po tayo, madame?" Pagtatanong sakin ng bago kong driver as I stepped inside the car. I catch my breath first, trying to calm myself then spoke.

"Dumaan muna tayo sa restau."

"MC Restaurant po, ma'am?"

"Yes."

I finally managed to have my own restau. I named it after our company. Nakakatamad kasing mag isip ng pangalan. Besides, kilalang kilala na ang pangalang "MC", not just in the Philippines, but worldwide.

It's new, of course. Actually, I'm still looking for an executive chef, sous chef, senior chef, demi chef and a pastry chef. I already have few cooks and kitchen workers that will make this restaurant work. But of course, that wouldn't be enough. A kitchen without the five chefs mentioned above will be a disastrous kitchen. And I don't want that to be my restaurant's kitchen.

"Okay, madame."

And then he started driving. I, on the other hand, tried to calm myself. The freaking tears just want to escape my eyes. I just don't know why, but I wanted to hug her earlier. I just missed her so much. But can you blame me? She hurt me. She lied to me. She made me a fool. To think that she really was my grandmother and yet she lied. She made me think that I have nobody else but me.

I sighed. I need to do my job. So, to get the thoughts of her out of my mind, I get the phone on my bag and called my secretary. I told her to meet me at the restaurant so she can make a report about it. She just politely agreed and so I ended the call, afterwards.

Habang nasa byahe ako, I checked the letters that the boards have sent me. They were suggesting a renovation for the clothing shop we have in Paris. A renovation, huh? Well, it's not a bad thing.

I was about to click "reply" button when my driver abruptly stopped the car.

"What the bloody hell?! Can't you drive more carefully?!" I howled at the driver.

"Sorry po. May bigla po kasing tumigil na sasakyan sa harap," he apologetically explained.

"Then confront him or her or whatever! I'm running in errands here! Can't you tell?!"

"Opo," he said, panicking.

I sighed. Urgh. I'm so fucked up. Tapos dadagdagan pa nang bwisit na sasakyang to. Kung sino man sya, curse him. Curse him big time.

I've noticed that my driver is taking too much time and so I opened the car window beside me and yelled to my driver, "Are you really going to chitchat that asshole to death?! Can't you really tell that I'm a busy person?!"