Love's Redemption (Chris and Maddie)

Chapter 940

Whenever Lena wasn't too busy, she'd come to Keira's café to learn how to make coffee and desserts.

"Look at this! Doesn't it look even better than yours?" Lena bragged, showing off her latest creation with a grin.

As a teacher, Keira believed in encouragement over criticism. "The student surpasses the master. You've done great.

"I think so too," she said, smirking. "If-l-ever-lose my job, at least I'll have a skill to fall back

on."

Keira chuckled. "What's that supposed to mean? Are you planning to steal my livelihood?" "A thriving industry isn't built on one success-it flourishes when it's full of competition," she declared with her own brand of logic. She wasn't wrong; no industry thrived with just one dominant player.

"Teaching the apprentice only to starve the master," Keira joked with a sigh.

"No worries. If you go bankrupt, I'll hire you for a ridiculously high salary to work for me," she replied with mock seriousness.

"Between the two of us, you're definitely the better boss- ruthless

"That's right! I wield a scalpel for a living. If

chatting like that, and

work but still stopped by the café every day to help out. He even took care of most

want to get married too,"

Feeling lonely, or is your estrogen surging and demanding a release?" "Both," she admitted freely, unbothered by

pick someone up," Keira suggested

a lounge chair, staring at

about Professor Neumann. If you reach out to him

for you," Kelra teased, referring to

doesn't graze on old grass. Besides, I've already chewed on that grass-it's boring now," she replied with a grin that hinted at her playful, cavalier attitude, Keira smirked. "Then find someone interesting someone who'll give you a

seemed to catch Keira's drift, rolling her eyes at her. "What did Aaron feed you to make you keep pushing me toward

If another woman snatches him up, it'd be a shame. Better to keep it in the family," Keira

he might one

Keira thoughtfully. "Do you think his silence lately means he's having second thoughts