Hitched & Hitched Again: A Comedy of Marital Mayhem

Chapter 66

The three little ones were a sight to behold–two of them were spitting images of her boss, Tarquin, as if he’d been shrunk down to pint–size proportions!

But Tarquin was right next door, tucking into his meal. If these were his sons, why weren’t they dining with him?

And the word on the street was that Mr. Bradford had only one son.

Could it be that these two were Tarquin’s secret love children?

The thought made the server’s expression all the more animated, though she dared not pry into Tarquin’s private affairs. To work at the Jindale Grand Hotel meant you knew when to keep your eyes open and your mouth shut.

Noticing Blossom and Elysia’s gaze, she snapped back to reality and stammered an apology, “I’m so sorry, darlings. Your little ones are just so darn cute; I got a bit carried away there. My apologies.”

Her explanation seemed to ease Blossom and Elysia’s concerns. It was a common reaction from those laying eyes on the three munchkins for the first time.

“Can I interest you in our menu?” the server offered.

“We’ll have a look ourselves first.”

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splurging by eating here, and you had to go for the room with

the big spender, retorted, “First time treating my boys to dinner, of course, I’m going all out. If those two most expensive private rooms

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your extravagances,” Elysia playfully chided. “It pains my wallet just to

worry about it. I’m flush with cash; this won’t break the bank. Look out there. Hasn’t Jindale City

resist rising to her feet and gazing out the

city’s nightscape was a dazzling array of lights, towering buildings, and bustling traffic–a testament to its prosperity.

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part of this city. Now, she

don’t remember it from before.”

“Which one?”

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finished last year, I heard it cost a fortune, supposedly the most luxurious office building in

aback, “The

Bradfords had their share of troubles, too. The Bradford Group was on the brink of disaster,