ging ever since" Craig voice cut

n her apron and took the ph

ndon, secretary to the heir of Michaelson's enterprise,

ruthless when it comes to business. He was the kind of man people whispered about in every corner of the town. Even though she was one to always mind her business and not involve herself in gossips or talks of the town, it couldn't change the fact that she didn't know one or two about things going on in to

etary be calling her and for what? and how did he even get her numbe

Anastasia" she said tryin

ow evening" the voice continued "we need a baker to suppl

e with her mouth hung ope

eplied, "the contract is for three thousand dollars, all expenses covered. Deliv

k, even paying off Chloe's fees when school resumes. This exciting news was enough to breathe again

ither you nor Mr. Michaelson would have a reason to complain!" she al

the remaining details by e-mail" he sai

She knew it was silly but she couldn't help herself, excitement was an understatement compared to how she was feeling. She was too excited to

utter happiness "Craig w

eally, from wh

assistant was the one who called informing me that my bakery was recommended and I should be in charge of all

against the bowl. Chloe gasped, her ponytail bounc

word screaming, "the most powerful and richest man in the city, the one whose face has never be

No Chloe, not someone else but the one y

"Who cares what he looks like, with three thousand dollar

es dropped after she was forced to raise prices, she had even skipped her own meals to stretch supplie

sugar, butter and other ingredients" she

counted quickly "Fifty dollars" he mu

ing her phone. After some minutes she came smiling in victor

of sugar and fresh bread filled the kitchen. Craig shaped the dough into doughnuts. Chloe was busy putting fillings on the c

obbed, but never stopped because they knew it was wor

cake stood tall, its smooth frosting decorated with buttercream and fresh berries. Their hearts sw

reparing for them to go home, with a simple smile that pro

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to get everything down to the venue, where the birthday c

Creamy pillars lined the front, golden lights twinkling against the

risk and in whispers. A stern woman guided them towards a vast kitche

" she instructed, the g

into baskets and also setting the towering cake proudly at the center. Craig fussed over the

otice the two familiar figures until

stas

, elegant as always in a deep red dress

't expect to see you here" Anas

he pastry chef for my nephew's birthday,

s wide "wait, you are rel

other and also Charles's uncle. You know I was once Veronica Michaelson before I

uld only whisper "what

t's good to see you on

again" she smiled nervously. She still wasn't comfo

ferent wealthy backgrounds. Music drifted through the air, gl

osted in news or magazines. She still felt as though no matter how handsome he was, he couldn't be as handsome as that stranger she had bumped into twice. She immediately repri

ng her from her thoughts "please let's put a round of app

well tailored suit. His hair was slicked back neatly, his chiseled jawline and

busy clapping on his e

e one who spoke to her in such an underrated manner that made he

g beside him. She was looking stunning, elegant and poised. Looking at her you would know she wa

iful wife Mrs. Cecilia Micha

sed for the third time this evening. First, finding out that Lady Veronica was related to Jake Michaelson. Secondly, the rude gu

ng at her, thereby locking their gazes. She was

been expecting her. A faint smile left his lips tha

usic felt distant, like waves crashing far away. It felt like it was just t

attention back to his guest, his smile so bright that it w

mediately that Lady was introduced as his wife. It was like a feeling of un

f Jake Michaelson had left her mor