Troubously Yours (Villain Series #4)

Chapter 36

Chapter 36

Ariel

I was watching him for about two days now. Working, back as waiter again. Probably because he got promoted from a bellboy to a VIP section waiter. I don't know how but maybe because he is George Grayson who calls himself as Cio.

Hindi ko talaga maintindihan. Ano bang pakay niya? Is he making me feel stupid or something?

Pumunta ako sa restaurant at piniling pumuwesto sa table na nakatoka sa kaniya. I have observed enough to know his tables and this place, is a perfect place to get his attention.

Center, with my glamorous vintage dress. Umupo ako roon para kumuha ng lunch. He saw me, so he went towards me. Dala dala ang mini note pad niya at ballpen. Nang makalapit siya sa akin, hinanap ko kaagad ang mga mata niyang sobrang mailap.

"Good afternoon ma'am. What's your order?"

He's still wearing mask. As if I don't know him yet.

"Remove your mask. It doesn't suit you."

Kumunot ang noo niya roon. Akala ko sasagutin niya ang sinabi ko pero consistent siya sa pagiging waiter niya.

"What's your order, ma'am?"

"I want to see your face, Mr. Grayson." I smiled sweetly.

Then I leaned towards the table, used my hand to support my chin and used my attractive eyes to lure him.

His eyes drop down my lips, then to my body. I saw how his adam's apple moved. George forced his eyes to divert it to mine. Lalong kumunot ang noo niya.

His reactions screams different from his dislikes of me. I don't want to assume but why is he acting like he is affected of me.

Don't. Don't hope, Avery. George doesn't like you, period.

"I am Cio, ma'am. And if you are just here to do that, then I have to go–"

"Oh, no no. The usual, please. Ito naman, mas'yadong pikon." Irap ko.

Bumalik na siya sa counter para sabihin ang order ko. Pinagmasdan ko siyang hinihintay ang order ko. May mga mumunti siyang galaw na parang susulyap sa akin pero in the end ay pinipigilan niya ang sarili niya.

For days, he's been insisting that he is Cio. Kahit na ilang beses kong sabihin sa kaniya na alam ko na ang totoo.

Hinarangan ko siya sa pagdaan sa hallway, may dala dala siyang order yata para sa isang room sa floor ko. Saktong kalalabas ko para sana hanapin siya at kausapin.

"George! This is not funny anymore!"

"Ma'am, may ihahatid pa po akong mga ord–"

"This act... It doesn't work on me, okay? I knew it already! I heard you remember? Just admit it!"

"I am really not. You've probably heard someone who has name similar to mine. But I am really not."

"Uh-huh? Kung totoo 'yan, then why do you sound like George? You have the same height, same built, same face, you just changed your style but you're still George!"

Kita ko ang pag-ikot ng mga mata niya na parang napapagod na siya sa pangungulit ko.

"I am really not. Ma'am, I am not George."

"Hindi englishero ang taga probinsya ano!"

Natigilan siya.

"That's discrimination right there, ma'am." He said.

Nalaglag ang panga ko. I wasn't talking about that! I just stated the fact! People in provinces don't talk english like it's their day to day conversation, specifically with accent!