Arletta Jessica McDowell POV

I had just walked into the meeting room carrying a tray with several plates filled with the main course. I was not the only one who did so, but there were also several other fellow servers. They also brought food and drinks according to the set menu that had been ordered and paid for by Mr. Thomas, Mr. Ainsley's secretary, but often called his assistant by him.

"Lady, please give the food to my guests first." Mr. Ainsley gave orders but somehow his tone was polite.

I nodded, "Yes, sir."

I could not help but obey Mr. Ainsley's orders. It was a good thing I had...