speak to all your employees like that?”
Vanessa laughed.
“You’re still here?”
Maria’s face reddened.
Daniel looked at her. “How long have you worked here?”
“Four years.”
Vanessa snapped, “Don’t answer him.”
Daniel leaned back.
Interesting.
Four years meant Maria had worked under the previous manager, when Bellmont House had some of the company’s highest customer-service ratings.
“Why shouldn’t she answer?”
“Because this is my restaurant.”
Daniel almost smiled.
Vanessa leaned closer.
“And frankly, people like you come in, order the cheapest entrées, occupy tables for hours, then complain when
