"You must be Julia," Ethan said with a small smile before extending his hand for a shake, "I am Ethan Carter, I used to work for your mom."
Julia looked at him with a bit of suspicion, though he dressed simply, there was no denying that the aura he gave off.
And the last time some rich kid visited their restaurant, the place became like this.
"What do you want?" She asked without taking his hand, though Ethan didn't mind since he understood her suspicion.
"Let's just say, I'm here to offer help," he said as he sat back down, "since this is kind of my fault."
"Your fault?" Instead of Julia, Audrey, who was back from the kitchen, was the one who asked.
She had a look of confusion on her face because as far as she knew, Ethan hadn't been around this place since he told her that he was about to embark on some kind of business?
