Billionaire, Let's Divorce! by BELLA

Chapter 0289

I blanched, feeling stuck with indecision. I managed a smile, willed myself to move to her table. It would be rude to refuse her invitation.

My gaze swept around, looking out for one face in particular. There was no sight of him nor did I perceive his signature scent which was fast becoming his trademark.

"Hi, everyone. Hello, Rachel." I grabbed a chair for myself and settled down amongst them. The conversation around the table resumed from where it had stopped and after a while, I found myself warming up as I indulged in the tasty food and the lively conversation.

It was then I realized the low music that had been playing in the background. Schedule notes were passed round and somebody made a joke about working during a supposed getaway from work.

It felt wonderful to mix with my colleagues, setting aside professionalism.

It was a beautiful evening and I was grateful most especially that somehow, Aiden didn't join in the dinner.

The next morning, we arrived at Green Haven Farm, where we were warmly welcomed by the owner, Mr Jenkins, his weathered face creasing into a smile. His workers, a friendly bunch, nodded in greeting, their hands stained with the telltale signs of fermentation.

"Ah, glad you folks could make it!" He boomed, his voice like a warm hug. "Today, we're gonna show yo

you the secrets of making the finest sauerkraut from this side of the world."

listened intently as he began to showcase his famous technique, his hands moving deftly as he chopped and

how you get that perfect flavor, I asked, fascinated by

key is to get the right balance of salt and acidity," he explained, his eyes twinkling with enthusiasm. You want it to be tangy, but not

doesn't ruin the sauerkraut and gives an odor of decay?" A male

out perfect." Mr. Jenkins chuckled. "It's all about creating the right environment for those little microbes to do their thing." As he worked, He regaled us

the colleague who had spoken up earlier appeared beside me, his eyes fixed on Mr. Jenkins with interest. "Hey, Ana," he whispered, "looks like we're

uncomfortable at the proximity. "Yeah, I've always wanted to learn how to make sauerkraut," I replied, trying to focus on

staring at me with intense concentration. Quickly, I looked away, feeling color

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rather stiffly, trying to brush off the awkwardness. After the demonstration, we were grouped and given

handful of us remained and each group had their entire

the various plants and ingredients laid out

herbs and earthy soil filled the air, and

with a charming smile and a

you could use a