Love’s Cunning Ruse

Chapter 2

Five years later.

At CozyBean Café.

A masculine voice broke the morning silence, “Joyce! Come here! Deliver this order to Noblewood

Retreat.”

“Mr. Sabri, my name is Julie Abraham,” Julie, dressed in her delivery uniform, a half–ponytail, replied with a warm smile on her face, looking at the middle–aged man in front of her.

The manager Sabri glanced at her dismissively, shoved a few cups of freshly–ground coffee into her hands, and said, “I don’t give a hoot about your name, just get these to this address. Here are the motorbike keys, drive carefully. If you crash, no big deal, but don’t wreck the bike.”

Julie took the coffee and the motorbike keys, then turned and left the café.

She’d been working at this café for almost five years. For the same time since she’d changed her name, yet the manager still couldn’t remember her new name correctly.

Julie shook her head with a smile, skillfully placed the coffee into the delivery box on the motorcycle, took a deep breath, and started the motorbike.

Noblewood Retreat!

had lived in a villa

dressed in a delivery outfit, riding on

motorbike.

found that

her hand was

hair, forelock damp with sweat, stood in stark contrast

what made her stand there. If she knew before that she would be delivering to this place, she probably wouldn’t

to the news, Bertha and Kieran’s wedding was at the end of

finally paid off? Were she and Kieran finally going to

whitened from the force.

she took a deep breath, turned around, and chucked all the coffees into the trash bin. She really wasn’t in

Julie walked towards her motorbike, just stepping on the pedal.

came from

falling over with the motorbike on top of her. The pain felt like

react, she heard a

was a heavy object falling