"Hm, hmmm..."
I stood with my arms cross and watching the chefs prepare the food while humming a tune. Everyone in the kitchen glances at me briefly but don't say anything so I have to speak up.
"Is something wrong?"
"Khun May seem in a good mood."
Arun's voice, making me turn to look at the sweet-faced business partner with a surprised expression.
"When did you arrive?"
I heard it as soon as I walk in. Is something good happening, Khun May?"
"Maybe I'm just happy about the trip."
"Where are you going?"
"Japan."
"Who are you going with ?"
"My younger sister."
"Oh, I thought since you were in a good mood, you might have a boyfriend."
When she asked me that, I cleared my throat a little and changed the subject.
"I'll go outside for some fresh air. There's not much going on in the kitchen today we don't have many customers."
"Make yourself at home."
I took off my apron and grabbed my notebook before heading to a corner of the café to check my inbox for any replies from View B. And as expected, the overly enthusiastic little girl replied with a long message full of sincere thanks and gratitude.
'Thank you so much! You gave this little writer the energy to keep going. Please send the details to the email I left. I'll try my best to write for you. Anyway, please send me a rough plot outline?'
As I read this, I begin to feel quite anxious. I hadn’t thought about what kind of plot outline to send her for review. Even though I excel in my studies and can do anything with my brain, there are limits to what people can do, like write a novel.
I’ve never understand how writers can produce novels as thick as pillows, and how much patience that must take. But View B managed it, which is impressive. Now I needed to send her a romance plot because I’d already offered some money to encourage my younger sister to pursue her dream.
"What are you doing, darling?"
A familiar voice made me look up to see my first high school crush, now smiling broadly at me. Intuorn was now dating Arun, and our past relationship had become a funny memory. Yes, she was my ex.
"Don't call me darling, Arun will get jealous."
"It's okay. I'll make it up to you with a hug. And why aren't you cooking? Just sitting here playing on the computer?"
The mischievous Intuor glances at my screen, but I quickly close it and made a face at her.
"Idiot."
"That's not very nice, even though your face is very cute."
"Aren't you working? I heard from Miss Arun that you got a job at your aunt's company and then you got the hotel. Did it go bankrupt or something? Are you here for a break?"
"I never planned on being in the hotel business for long. I figured a haunted hotel wouldn't be popular."
"But I heard you're very famous and have a lot of money."
"Just a small amount compared to my fortune. But what about you?"
"...."
"I see you looking stressed as you stare at your computer. Are you working on a program to send Kim Jong-un to unlock nuclear bombs or something?"
