The Heir

chapter 27

Sarah Francis was his schoolmate way back in college. She has a thing for him. Actually, Sarah confessed her feelings for him at that time, but he chose to reject her. There was nothing wrong with her, though. In fact, Sarah was charming and cool to be with. But Maximilian was the problem. He thought he does not deserve love and attention. Because if he did, why would his father choose to abandon him? He was afraid to love and be loved, then gets dumped in the end. And he had been feeling that way for so long until he met his wife, Victoria. Sarah failing to make him realize that only meant that they were not fated for each other.

“You know what…” Sarah’s lips quivered. “Seeing you now, I regret confessing my love for you back then. I wonder what made me like you, Maximilian. Am I bewitched or what? Look at you now… walking in town looking like a loser. No wonder your in-laws see you as a waste.”

“W-what?” Maximilian could not help but feel irritated.

“You better leave, Maximilian. There is no way that you will be allowed to enter the restaurant.”

It hits differently because he somehow expected that Sarah would not treat him like that. Well, given their past, perhaps it was wrong to expect from her. Sarah scowled at him before leaving.

Maximilian did not leave and fished his phone instead. He really liked that restaurant, and there is nothing that can stop him now from chartering that. Not now when he has the means.

He called the butler for the second time that day, who answered the call after a couple of rings.

“Young Master,” Wilfred greeted nonchalantly.

“Where are you now? Are you home already?” Maximilian sighed. “I didn’t mean to disturb you, Wilfred. I know you have a lot of errands to do for my father, but I really need your help to settle something—”

“Again?” He heard the sound of a creaking door in the background.

“Well… yeah.”

“Tell me, what is this about now, Young Master?”

“Aside from giving my wife a present, I want to surprise her too with a romantic dinner. So, I plan to charter this top local restaurant that I saw online, and guess what? The doorman wouldn’t let me in. And there is this woman I know working at the restaurant, but just like the others she…” Maximilian paused and let out an exasperated sigh. And when he looked around, he saw the onlookers’ eyes were all fixed at him. “Why am I getting this kind of attention? Jeez!”

“First thing first, do not lose your cool, okay? I couldn’t be there instantly because I have to do something important that your father ordered me to do. So, you stay out of trouble. I will come for you in an hour or two.”

“Wait. What? An hour or two is too long, Wilfred. I still need to fetch my wife at the office.” He ran his fingers through his hair. “Maybe you can make use of my father’s connection to make this work?”

“Well, then, tell me the name of the restaurant, and I will see if I can make a way.” Property © NôvelDrama.Org.

“Romanticos,” he immediately told him.

“Ah, I think you won’t be needing me there, Young Master.”

“What are you talking about, Wilfred? Of course, I need you here!”

“That restaurant… is one of your family’s property, Young Master. So, I am going to give the manager a call and tell her that you are there,” the butler explained.

“O-oh…” His lips twitched. “Does it mean that I can do whatever I wish?”

“Mmm-hmm.”

“Great, that’s really great.” Maximilian ended the call and turned to the doorman. “Call that girl again,” he ordered authoritatively.

The doorman’s brows furrowed.

“Sarah Francis.”

It was time to turn the tables.