THE MILLIONAIRE CHECKED THE WAITRESS'S BAG AND FOUND A PHOTO... IT WAS HIS LONG-LOST LOVE...
Lucas Johnson, a man known for his meticulous control and sharp instincts, was on edge. Lately, small amounts of cash had been disappearing from the register at his upscale restaurant. It wasn’t enough to hurt his business empire, but the idea that someone was betraying his trust gnawed at him. Lucas was not the type to let things slide—especially when it came to something as sacred to him as his restaurant.
His thoughts kept circling back to one person: Hannah, one of the quieter waitresses. She was polite, never caused trouble, and always seemed to fade into the background. But lately, Lucas had been paying closer attention. Something about her didn’t sit right. She moved through the restaurant like a shadow, her head always lowered, her eyes always distant.
Lucas watched her from his office window as she cleaned up a table. She was quick, efficient, but there was a certain sadness in her movements, a weight that seemed to press down on her. It wasn’t just the missing money that bothered him now; it was the way she carried herself, like she was hiding something much deeper.