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

a nearby table. She nudged her

her mouth, shocked. “Holy cow! Is

check

transformation in Anthea. It had only been a few weeks, but

“Anthea?”

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

about the two women

Mae and Alicia.

known for her heavy makeup and revealing outfits, a style largely influenced by

always been green with envy over previous Anthea’s good looks and privileged background. They’d cozied

easy mark, swayed by just a few flattering

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makeup suited her, so she caked it on. They told her she looked good in skimpy outfits, and she’d bare

there anything I can help you

second,” Mae forced a smile, “Ann, we’ve missed you since you left! What’s with the makeover? Ditching the glam, huh? You’ve gone

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