When Thomas, a rich restaurant owner, notices a young dishwasher frequenting the locker room, he suspects her of theft. He shames her in front of everyone and grabs her bag to check, only to regret it after seeing what’s inside. Thomas was a wealthy widower in his early 50s who considered himself smart and charming.
He despised those who called him ‘bald’ and ‘pot belly man’ behind his back. Thomas thought he could easily hit on any young and beautiful woman. He never grew tired of flirting, not that he was a full-time flirt, but he never missed the chance whenever he saw gorgeous young ladies.
For Thomas, age was just a number, and it wouldn’t stop him from unleashing his pick-up lines and directing his steamy stares toward women, including the waitresses and dishwashers who worked in his restaurant. Among them was 20-year-old Giselle. Giselle was pretty new at the restaurant.
She’d been working as a dishwasher for a month. She was a poor widow who had recently lost her husband, the love of her life, Mason. She struggled to make ends meet after the tragedy and came across a ‘We are Hiring’ signboard outside Thomas’s eatery.
She applied as a dishwasher and immediately started working with all her diligence and dedication. Her co-workers warned her about their boss’s attitude towards the female staff. “That man likes to flirt and has even invited some on dates.
He thinks money can buy anything,” one of them said. Giselle shrugged it off. She was focused on keeping her job at any cost.
“I know my boundaries!” she said confidently. But one day, she witnessed the ugly side of her boss. “Do you have any idea why I hired you, Miss Giselle?” Thomas had blocked her way as she was leaving at the end of her shift.
He grabbed a red rose from a table nearby. “No, sir. Please excuse me.
I have to get home soon.”
“Don’t call me sir, Miss Giselle. Call me Tom!”
Giselle felt helpless and trapped because she was the last to leave the eatery. She had a lot of dishes to do that day.
“It’s getting late…I have to go. Good day, sir!”
But Thomas wouldn’t budge. “I was blinded by your beauty the first day I saw you,” he said cheesily.
“I can sing praises of your beautiful smile all day! What do you think? We can go to a resort, have plenty of drinks, and shop for everything you want…Hmmm?!”
Annoyed, Giselle gently pushed Thomas out of her way and stormed out, saying: “I’m here to work, sir.
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