Chapter 17 The Return
- MILA
- Nerves flooded my body. I had come so far, only for my cover to be blown by this supreme jerk. It felt like I was back in the restaurant all those years ago, his grip on me never loosening.
- “It’s Miya,” I said quickly. “I wear a mask due to a facial injury. I don’t believe we’ve met, sir. But I’m flattered that you think so highly of my cooking.”