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!

this place. Five years ago, she and Kieran had lived in a villa in Noblewood Retreat, living a carefree

Noblewood Retreat, dressed in a delivery outfit, riding

motorbike.

and surprisingly found

in her hand was for this very villa.

stark contrast to the noble, beautiful pure white

her stand there. If she knew before that she would be delivering to

and Kieran’s wedding was at

she and Kieran finally going to form

the force. She

the coffees into

motorbike, just

scream came

top of her. The pain felt

she could react, she heard a

sound was a heavy object falling