Chapter 569

Chapter 569

The next morning, Chloe headed over to Ann's cozy little café, which had been open for just over a month and was already buzzing with business. Ann was in full swing, bustling about as she shopped for groceries and prepped ingredients right from the crack of dawn. She

was a whirlwind of energy, hardly ever taking a pause. Chloe often dropped by to lend a hand.

As Chloe walked in, she found Ann elbow-deep in a sink full of vegetables. Without missing a beat, Chloe shrugged off her coat, rolled up her sleeves, and jumped right in. Cooking might not have been her forte, but she could slice potatoes and debone chicken like a pro. Ann, however, was always a bit hesitant to let her do the heavy lifting.

"Chloe, here you are again so early! I've told you, you don't need to do this. Your hands weren't made for this kind of work," Ann said, eyeing Chloe's delicate, porcelain-like hands with a mix of admiration and concern.

"These hands can handle anything,"

digits were etched in her memory. She thought about blocking it but curiosity

asked, her knack for pinpointing Chloe's whereabouts

you spying on me, Linda?" Chloe shot back, her tone

you swing by?" Linda's voice was casual, like they were still high school buddies, ignoring

between them and was trying to act as if nothing had changed. Chloe suspected Linda wanted to flaunt her

cas

Moncada, as if

about to hang up, Linda said, "Come over, and

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