Brock was furious when he discovered that Josephine had the audacity to resign.

Seething with anger, he burst into his modest home, the door slamming behind him like a thunderclap.

"Grace!" he shouted at his wife, who was quietly folding laundry in the living room. Tomorrow, you're opening the restaurant!"

Grace looked up, startled by his outburst. "What happened with Josephine?"

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"She quit! Don't ask any more questions!" he snapped, pacing the room like a caged animal.

Grace's face paled.

"But... I don't know how to cook."

"Just do it like you always have!" Brock barked.

"Brock," she pleaded, her eyes welling up. "I really don't know how to run the restaurant. Can't you find someone else?"

"Don't argue with me!" he shouted, shoving her aside.

Grace stumbled, catching herself against the wall.

"When I tell you to do something, you do it!"

The next morning, Grace stood alone behind the counter of the bustling

restaurant, her hands trembling as she struggled to keep up with orders.

Brock sat at a corner table, arms crossed, glaring at her with a mixture of disdain and impatience.

The customers were growing restless.

"Hey! When's our food coming? My break's almost over!" a burly man called out, tapping his watch.

"This is ridiculous," another customer muttered, pushing back his chair. "I'm leaving."

Brock's temper flared.

He stormed over to Grace, his face contorted with rage.

"It's simple! Why can't you handle it? The money is slipping away because of you!"

Grace's patience snapped. "If it's so simple, why don't you do it yourself?"

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"You ungrateful-" Brock snarled, raising his hand.

A miner who had been watching stood up from his seat.

"Hey, pal, that's enough. Keep your hands off her."

Brock whirled around. "Mind your own business! She's my wife; I'll do as I please." "Not here, you won't."

"Fuck off!"

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Before Brock could react, the miner landed a solid punch to his face, breaking his nose with a sickening crunch.

gushing as he let out a howl

Brock screamed, grabbing a chair and swinging

miners joined in, and together they subdued Brock, leaving

the orphanage, Alex was hard at work with a toolbox

children's beds, repaired the creaky bathroom door, and mended the worn sections of

pointing out things that needed attention and

a capable young

the kitchen table.

reminded Alex as she stirred a pot of stew. "We don't have any money to pay

wiped the sweat from

kindness meets duty, it feels a lot like love."

a smile

if you were paying me, you couldn't afford my hourly rate anyway. Just * be grateful and maybe whip up some of that amazing fried

we? Unemployed and full of yourself -you must think you're a

than a prince,"

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retorted, shaking

banter flowed naturally, each teasing remark

watched them with a twinkle in her

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orphanage had been filled with worry for

halls. The children's faces

phone buzzed with

screen, her expression

to get to the restaurant right

front of the restaurant, their hearts sinking at

sight.

half-destroyed, windows shattered, tables

sweep up broken glass, her

me help you," Josephine said

Alex began clearing debris.

softly as she eased

this place for a year. I

it."

her in

up a

Parby table, her

from a

he wo to

terrible. I'm

keep it alive," Doris

be

squeeze before rising to leave, Grace helping her to

amidst the wreckage, a mixture

uncertainty swirling within her.

are you

an eyebrow. "Afraid I can't afford someone with

an inflated' hourly rate.""

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shrugged casually. "For

hardworking, charming woman/ket

you, settle for three

Just like we agreed."

colored her cheeks.

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