Chapter 66

CHAPTER 66 Elizabeth went to Rye’s Pizzas in her G-class benz car and eagerly waited for Benjamin. The workers were all excited to see his chubby yet appealing blonde. Even Christopher who was devastated and frustrated because he got demoted to assistant manager without even being told why now felt greatly attracted toward her.

Was she the woman of his dreams? Probably.

He kept tagging along shamelessly and asked more and more details about her.

As time passed, Benjamin didn’t come. This already frustrated her enough, and when Christopher asked if she wanted to eat a pizza, she ended up slapping and shutting him up. “What makes you think you can talk to me so freely?” she coldly blurted at him. “Stay at least six feet away from me, and speak only when it’s necessary.” “S-Sorry, ma’am.” Christopher’s face turned pale.

Now that he was slapped in front of a lot of workers, he completely lost his face.

He went and minded his business.

Elizabeth roamed around, yelling at anyone who made the slightest mistake and mocking them for not even being able to do a simple job perfectly. As time passed, the workers kept murmuring about Elizabeth. They had already checked her details online and found out that she was related to Selena. “To think she’s from the same family as Selena Sterling... No wonder she doesn’t even put Christopher in the eyes. She isn’t even intimidated by his large physique.”

“They say the rich don’t need character. Now I see why.”

“But check out her shoes. I bet they cost at least five grand. Why is a filthy rich woman like her working as a manager in this pizza hut?”

“No freaking idea.”

“Hey, doesn’t Benjamin also live in the Sterling villa? I heard he works as a butler there.”

“Does he?”

As they kept talking, Elizabeth came up to them and coldly glared at them. “You are paid to work with your hands, not with your mouths, understand?” “S-Sorry, ma’am.” They lowered their heads in shame. “If I see unnecessary talking again, I’ll make you guys buy pizzas with all of your monthly salaries, and don’t think I’m joking.”

They felt chills as they could feel her gaze piercing them even with their heads lowered.

Elizabeth went to her desk and waited for Benjamin. “Why isn’t he here, yet? That useless trash dared to call me an aunt again.”

She almost punched the desk in frustration. “I guess the beating I gave him last time wasn’t enough. This time, a simple beating wouldn’t do. I will make him eat his own crap!” At that moment, one of the workers ended up crashing a whole box of fresh sauce and olive oil bottles, causing a lot of noise. The oil and sauce spilled and made a mess on the floor. Some glass pieces hit other workers and made them let go of the ingredients they were holding. In a matter of seconds, an entire section in the hut looked completely spoiled. Elizabeth was quick at yelling at that worker and taking her frustration on him. Just then, a health inspector entered the hut and noticed the mess. He didn’t care for the reasons and inspected them some more like checking for the hygiene of the workers, the cleanliness of the food-prep surfaces, and if the pizzas were being labeled correctly or not. In the end, he wasn’t satisfied with what he saw.

He not only fined them but assured Elizabeth that he would write a column about Rye’s Pizzas in the upcoming weekly food journal. While the workers seemed worried, tense, and disappointed, Elizabeth didn’t break a sweat. She only got this job to make Benjamin’s life miserable, so if this company got bad reviews, it would only benefit her as it would upset Benjamin.

At Artur’s mansion.

Luther just ended a phone call. “It’s done, sir.”

“Mm,” Artur was sipping green tea.”Since Samael refused to sell his company to us, it’s only natural that we do our best to crush him, but we should do it in a way that he’ll come begging for us to buy his company at half the price I mentioned.”

“Don’t worry, sir. Once we make some customers report a string of illnesses after eating their pizzas, and we plant enough evidence in their humble little huts. Our inspectors will close the business, and our judge and lawyers will do the rest, dragging the case until Samael sheds tears of blood.” Meanwhile, at Sterling’s villa.

Since Benjamin didn’t go to work, Elizabeth’s parents kept him with them and made him do all kinds of work, from making him cook the food they wanted to taste to washing Nolan’s underwear. There were washing machine, but Nolan wanted his filthy underwear washed by hands, giving the reason that the machines spoiled the cloth too quickly. Obeying every single one of their commands wasn’t easy, but he did his best and didn’t give them a chance to complain. Nevertheless, they didn’t appreciate his hard work and always downplayed his efforts. When they finally slept at about twelve in the afternoon, Benjamin hurriedly came back to his room, albeit not with empty hands. He brought carrot pudding with him. When he offered it to Rebecca, she was just mesmerized by how beautiful it looked. The cashews, raisins, grated carrots, and layers of prettified it to perfection. The smell of cardamom just stirred her nose, and she felt like tasting it before he even asked her. “W-What is this?”

“Carrot pudding. Try it,” he said with a smile.

She took a spoonful and put it in her mouth. The carrots, contrary to her expectations, smoothly slipped down her tongue, and the nuts added texture, and the layers of butter and sugar added depth to its taste. This was probably the sweetest cooked thing she ever ate. Her eyes were full of delight. “It’s delicious.” She said it, and then suddenly realized that she ended up speaking her mind before she could stop herself. She looked at him with a little fluster growing on her face, for this was probably the first time she gave a positive remark regarding his food.

Benjamin, however, just had the same smile as before she tasted the pudding. It was as though he always knew she liked his food, whether she admitted it or not. This made her feel all the more embarrassed.

Meanwhile, Selena came up to the rooftop. She went to the terrace and noticed the tray on the floor, put in the shade of plants. It had some seeds, grains, and raw carrot pieces. She smirked. “These shitty birds seem to love eating for free and living in this villa, just like you.” She poured wet and dirty food from a packet she picked up from the kitchen’s dustbin. She then mixed the water in the bowl with dirt. She poured some strange liquid on the wet food and then left.

Seconds later, two parrots flew in and stopped on the terrace’s plantation before jumping and landed next to the tray. There were some meat pieces in the wet food, and the parrots gladly chomped on those.