Chapter 945

Maja dashed down to the kitchen in the basement but found the fridge in Greenfield Gardens was empty.

She bolted out the door, zooming to the nearest supermarket to grab some grub.

From shopping to cooking, it only took her twenty minutes.

When the tacos were plonked in front of lan, he eyed them with a furrowed brow

“You whipped these up so fast?”

Maja sat down, her face alight with anticipation. “Yeah, give it a shot.”

lan looked at her, his face turning cold.

“Is this the junk you’re trying to fob me off with?”

1 haven’t made them for anyone else.”

That seemed to take the wind out of his sails.

“Really?” Ian’s lips twitched into a smirk. “Actually, these look pretty yummy.”

No sooner had he taken the first bite, Maja popped the question.

“Ian, can I borrow your private jet?”

choked on his food.

he considered dropping the food.

swiped a napkin from the side and

froze, as if he’d been hit with a stun gun, and didn’t

up, Maja put the napkin back on the tray.

do and might need your private jet, probably the day after

“Just one jet?”

Maja nodded.

make breakfast tomorrow morning?”

“Sure.”

Maja immediately whipped out her phone to call Cornelia and tell her

his tacos, pausing when he

was pretty shrewd. She knew she couldn’t

He thought Cornelia would still forgive him, so he was

Cornelia out of the country. After all, Cornelia was about to go to Hollywood for a movie. She could return after her scenes were

would fake Cornelia’s death back home, letting

harsh lesson would make Omar realize Cornelia’s importance to him.

Cornelia came back, Omar

was still into Cornelia, she could control

fake death

Since her Hollywood gig was still under wraps, Omar wouldn’t suspect

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hanging up, Maja let out a long sigh, but then

wonder. If she were Alma, who would be the next

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