Arletta Jessica McDowell POV

I hated my life nowadays because the time passed very quickly. Today, I was at restaurant again to work again. I tried not to complain, because only here could I feel a bit of freedom, although many members of The Hidden Dragon were watching outside the restaurant, but at least they still kept their distance and tried to act normal.

"Letta, bring this food to table A number 10."

I looked back, because I heard someone calling my name. Ah, it was Jeff. I rushed over there and sure enough there were already three large plates of the main course and three containers of French fries...