Morwenna's relationship with Greta evolved from strangers to close friend.

Greta was really fond of Morwenna.

Pleased, Greta said, "Sweetie, jot down my number. Feel free to call me if you're ever puzzled about anything."

Morwenna nodded vigorously, clearly impressed by Greta's wisdom and apparent knowledge about everything.

As they were about to go their separate ways, Greta turned back with a sudden reminder, "Oh, with that absent-minded look of yours, be wary of Adelaide. She's a bitch."

"Sure! I'm not scared of Adelaide!"

Greta couldn't help but laugh. It wasn't a matter of fear.

Thinking it over, Greta added, "If Adelaide gives you any trouble next time, just call me. I'll have your back." Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh the (ꜰind)ɴʘvel.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

nodding, her

café together, Greta watching as Morwenna pedaled away on her bright yellow bike, waving goodbye. Greta, usually so poised and reserved, waved back with a smile. The young woman in professional attire behind Greta couldn't help but ask,

quite

her a ride home instead of

stepping confidently in her high heels, replied, "Why bother her with such trivialities? Besides, I think the bike suits her

her heels and handed

a bike herself, hitched up

posh voice drifted back, "York, I'll manage on

as Greta rode off

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who could inspire their boss to ride a bike barefoot in a dress was

after figuring out how

phone, and dialed Stuart's number, eager to

went

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