Chapter 269

After spending the entire afternoon in the old house, Millie finally gave in and agreed photoshoot. When she returned to her

hectic job at Skyline, the place was buzzing, with every seat taken.

The moment Millie walked in, she jumped back into her duties.

Over at table eleven, a new customer had just taken a seat. Millie brought over a menu for him.

“Good day, sir.”

That voice, it was so familiar! The young man, who had just settled into his seat, looked up. As their eyes met, they both gasped

in surprise.

“You? Is that really you?”

The guest turned out to be Patrick, the cheerful lad Millie had met at the orange orchard.

“Why are you working as a waitress?” Patrick’s eyes roved over Millie’s uniform, his surprise apparent.

Wasn't Millie supposed to be Marcus’ wife? The daughter-in-law of a well-to-do family? He couldn’t fathom why she'd be working

as a waitress here.

After discovering Millie’s actual identity, he had spent a sleepless night. He felt a bit overwhelmed by the revelation. The girl he

thought was an ordinary, simple girl tured out to be the daughter-in-law of the prestigious Thomas family.

There was an immense gap between their worlds.

“You believe | shouldn’t be a waitress?” Millie swung her head around, her face breaking into a radiant smile.

Seeing Millie's grin, Patrick scratched his head, feeling slightly embarrassed. “Let me place my order first. This is my first time

eating here. Can you recommend something?”

“Absolutely! We have a selection of shrimp and codfish. The crispy meat is a big hit.

I've had a taste and it’s truly scrumptious.”

Patrick ended up ordering all of Millie's recommendations.

As Millie collected the menu and prepared to leave, she tuned back to Patrick, her voice a soft whisper. “It’s a bit busy today, but

don’t worry. | have a good rapport with the chef. I’ll make sure he gets your order up first.”

Inside a private room, a group of extravagantly dressed young elites congregated. A round table was laden with an assortment of

exquisite dishes, painting a picture of sheer opulence.

The private room was divided by a special type of glass. Those on the inside had a clear view of the outside world, but outsiders

couldn’t see the goings-on within.

The room was a haven of tranquility and offered a fantastic view of the outside.

Seated in the place of honor, Marcus watched the bustling hall outside with a steely gaze. More specifically, he had his eyes set

on a particular woman hard at work in the hall-Millie.

The hall was teeming with patrons, but Millie didn’t seem weary at all. She attended to her tasks proficiently, welcomed guests

with a radiant smile, served food with grace, and even soothed crying children on behalf of the customers.