Chapter 30

“I don’t have a cellphone,” Anthea admitted with unaffected honesty.

A flicker of embarrassment crossed Weston, “Oh, sorry about that.”

“It’s no big deal.”

Harriet had noticed the uptick in customers over the past few days too. Their little rotisserie had always done alright, but this was the first time they’d seen a line out the door.

Could Anthea be the reason? Ever since she started here, the number of diners had surged day by day.

So, beauty wasn’t entirely useless after all.

With this thought, Harriet softened her gaze as she looked at Anthea, “Hey, if you’re feeling wiped, take a break, no sweat. I’m not one of those slave–driver bosses.”

“Thanks,” Anthea replied, her relief evident.

“Don’t mention it,” Harriet said, giving Anthea’s hand an encouraging pat.

gear

the nines in designer strolled by and caught sight of Anthea clearing a nearby table. She

slapped a hand over her mouth, shocked.

go check it out.”

in Anthea. It had only

“Anthea?”

up, her long lashes fluttering like butterfly wings, leaving the two women dumbfounded. Was

the two women

Mae

host had been known for her heavy makeup and revealing outfits, a

were from decently wealthy families in Cloudcrest, but they couldn’t hold a candle to the Morris family. They’d always been green with envy over previous Anthea’s good looks and privileged background. They’d cozied up to her,

mark, swayed by

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so she caked it on. They told her she looked good in skimpy outfits,

anything I can help you with?” Anthea asked with indifference.

you since you left! What’s with the makeover? Ditching the glam,

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