Love's Tangled Web by Donna Taylor

Chapter 324

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Ellie went to Encounter Bar and learned from Whitney that her mom had been secretly looking for jobs for her and her brother.

This morning, since her mom couldn’t read, her newly hired boss managed to reduce her salary by three hundred dollars a month. Unaware of the going rates, her mom agreed on the spot.

After leaving the restaurant, her mom was blocked and insulted by two other women competing for the dishwashing job at the alley’s entrance. During the scuffle, she was pushed over, right as Whitney happened to pass by and saw everything.

Whitney handed Ellie a glass of juice and said, “Actually, I saw her around this street looking for work a few days ago. I thought you and your brother knew, so I didn’t pay much attention.”

Whitney wore a modernized dress under a cream–colored cashmere coat, with her natural long hair tied into a low ponytail.

She wore oversized metal hoop earrings, with a foreign classic novel by her side. Her petite figure exuded the sophisticated charm of a mature woman.

voice was soft. “Ellie, don’t tell your mom I came to see you. It looks like she hurt her knee. I suggested

gripping the juice cup tightly in front of her. She sat quietly in anything, but her eyes kept

read, she

for a long

money, saying she wanted to save up for her and her brother’s weddings. She and her brother tried to talk her out

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to the bar’s entrance, saying, “Ellie, when you become a mom, you’ll understand. Hardworking women like your mom, as long

smile, her voice choked with emotion, unable to say another word. In this lifetime, she would never experience the joy of being

don’t you go back and talk to her about working at my bar Seeing Ellie so down, Whitney couldn’t help but say, “she is honest and

at the beautiful woman in

and kindly provided her a place to stay. Now, upon learning Ellie’s mom wanted a job, she’s offering help again. In this world

left, Whitney turned and went back to the hotel. Zack the hotel’s security head, couldn’t help

absentmindedly at the bold andwriting on the old

hesitated, “Whitney, I owe you an apology. If only Captain

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