Blimey, My Kid's the Heir to the Billionaire Boss!

Jessica and Aurora stormed out of the restaurant, fuming.

If it weren't for not wanting to cause trouble for Sadie, they might have started a fight with that short-statured supply clerk right then and there.

The restaurant owner hurried after them, bowing and apologizing profusely, his attitude utterly humble.noveldrama

The two women, not wanting to lose their temper further, simply reminded him to keep a better eye on his employees before leaving in a huff.

Back in the kitchen, the restaurant owner nervously approached the short supply clerk, mustering up the courage to say, "You... you don't need to come to work tomorrow."

"Fine by me. I didn't want to work here anyway," the supply clerk replied disdainfully. "But you still need to let me stay in that storage room for the three months we agreed on."

"No problem, it's just an old storage room," the owner said, not daring to be stingy. "Give me your bank account details, and I'll transfer your wages."

"I don't have a bank account. Pay me in cash," the supply clerk demanded, extending his hand.

"Wait a moment, I don't have any cash on me. I'll go get some," the owner said, quickly returning with the money and placing it on the counter from a distance.

"You only worked a few days, but I'll pay you for half a month-$2,500. Fair enough?"

"Pay me what I'm owed. I don't need your charity," the supply clerk snapped.

The owner's face turned pale with anger. He wanted to curse but didn't dare. Swallowing his rage, he said, "Fine, twelve days, $2,000!"

The supply clerk took the $2,000, shot him a cold glare, and walked out.

Watching him leave the owner gritted his teeth in frustration.

The chubby assistant nearby whispered, "Now that you've fired him, who's going to handle the supplies tonight? Driving on that winding mountain road at night is dangerous. The last driver had several accidents."

"Pay extra for an experienced driver. If that doesn't work, we'll get supplies during the day," the owner said angrily. "We can't afford to offend the family staying at Half Mountain Villa. If we do, this restaurant is done for."

"Alright," the chubby assistant said, a bit regretful. "That supply clerk may have had a bad temper, but he was efficient. Especially with butchering-he could process half a cow in no time, with each cut perfectly done."

"You're making me nervous," the owner said, growing uneasy. "That kind of skill sounds like something out of a horror movie."

"Exactly! That's what I've been saying," the blond man chopping vegetables chimed in excitedly. "You guys don't know how good he is with knives. He handles that big cleaver like it's nothing and can even carve flowers out of food with a dinner knife."

"I always thought he was odd. Not just his knife skills, but he liked playing with weird things," another kitchen helper added.

"Weird things? Like what?" the owner asked urgently.

"Snakes!" the helper said cautiously. "Remember that batch of snakes we got? We were all terrified, but he wasn't. He just reached in and grabbed them."

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"What's strange is that the snakes seemed afraid of him. They'd recoil when he reached out, and in his hands, they were completely docile."

"The more you talk, the creepier it gets," the owner said, feeling a chill. "Now that I think about it, he was strange. He didn't stay in the dorms, insisted on living in the storage room, slept during the day, and was active at night."

"One day, I passed by and smelled medicine coming from that storage room," the chubby assistant said nervously. "I asked him about it, and he said he needed to drink medicine every day because he wasn't feeling well."

"Could he really be some kind of midnight butcher?"

The more they talked, the more frightened they became.

"When he came to apply for the job, he was dragging a big black bag. Now that I think about it, could there have been a body in there?" the blond man said, trying to be brave.

Everyone shuddered at the thought.

The owner's face turned ashen with fear. "Call the police, quick!" he shouted.