Chapter 8

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Grace was jolted awake by a phone call.

She had gotten into the habit of keeping her phone on 24/7, afraid she might miss anything from Antonio. Groggily, she answered it.

“Grace, you gotta get back here, like, now! Mr. Kaufman is totally flipping out, and no one wants to deal with him. Looks like the shop’s about to change hands,” Donna Kirby, a colleague from Dessert Tryst, yelled over the phone.

Antonio had opened the shop out of boredom, so why the sudden deep attachment?

Grace was about to ignore it, but then Donna’s scream cut through. “Grace, they’re fighting!”

Almost on autopilot, Grace jumped out of bed and rushed to Dessert Tryst.

The place was eerily quiet, just a few department heads milling around. Antonio sat there with a bruised face, while some guy sat across from him.

All the workers‘ eyes lit up when they saw Grace–they knew Antonio usually listened to her.

This time, Grace didn’t even look at Antonio. She walked straight to that guy. “Hi, I’m—”

“I’m Lewis,” he interrupted her.

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mind spun with recent

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gave her away. She never expected the mystery buyer of

keep her cool, she asked, “Wait, are you

in the

eyes scanned his perfectly fitted navy suit. “Well, he sure looks

not here to negotiate,” Lewis went on, signaling his assistant to whip out the

contract. It meant Dessert Tryst was now

this was final.

him,” she said, pointing

to the

the warmth in his voice put Grace

ease.

spot for people who

left soon after, and Grace watched him go, not

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know him?” Antonio

Grace replied calmly, turning to leave.

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grabbed her wrist, but Grace

said, her voice calm but

I shouldn’t have. Please

peace.

to help him. “Yeah, Grace, Dessert Tryst needs you. You and

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