Chapter Fourteen
Jia smiled at the beautiful view of the ocean. A high-level restaurant had its charms, but sometimes the best views were at lower levels. She lifted a glass of wine to her lips and took a sip, taking time to savor the delicate notes.
While she enjoyed her typical diet of diner food on the way to and from work, there was no denying the tastiness of a meal prepared by skilled chefs at a high-end restaurant. Her mother, who sat across the table, was many things, but no one could ever doubt her taste.
“So that was when I told her, ‘If you want my position, come and get it. But we both know you have the intelligence of a drunken baboon and you’re only in your current job because of who your father is, you insolent little girl.’” Lan punctuated her sentence with a mischievous
