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My Coldhearted Ex Demands A Remarriage
Pampered By The Ruthless Underground Boss
His Unwanted Wife, The World's Coveted Genius
The Unwanted Wife's Unexpected Comeback
The Warlord's Lovely Prize
Secrets Of The Neglected Wife: When Her True Colors Shine
Celestial Queen: Revenge Is Sweet When You're A Zillionaire Heiress
Her Fight
The CEO's Runaway Wife
To the public, she was the CEO's executive secretary. Behind closed doors, she was the wife he never officially acknowledged. Jenessa was elated when she learned that she was pregnant. But that joy was replaced with dread as her husband, Ryan, showered his affections on his first love. With a heavy heart, she chose to set him free and leave. When they met again, Ryan's attention was caught by Jenessa's protruding belly. "Whose child are you carrying?!" he demanded. But she only scoffed. "It's none of your business, my dear ex-husband!"Candy bar flavored with vanilla, strawberry pieces, melted chocolate, and our special dark sugar candy; You want the template to be in the shape of a ballerina wearing a floral dress, are there any extras?
Joan raised her blue eyes and asked the woman in her fifties who was celebrating her daughter's qualification in the famous local ballet competition. The lady smiled with satisfaction and exclaimed happily:
- I just want the template to be as I wished, and I want you to deliver it on time.
Joanne smiled solemnly:
We will make sure that you like it, my beautiful lady. I hope your daughter wins the competition.
The woman left, after paying part of the account, to enter Joan into the room - which is separated from the shop's gallery by an antique wooden door - to find Reval, Faten and Mrs. Nour actively making sweets, not without charming endless conversations. Joan exclaimed cheerfully:
- There is a new order, we must start preparing for it from now on, the mold is complicated.
Faten, twenty-three years old, exclaimed proudly:
- Nothing is difficult for women, my love. We will make it as we made others. The important thing is to see what materials it will require.
Rival finished decorating the mold in front of her and took it to the refrigerator in the corner of the small room and took a paper and a pen to write what the new mold needed, and got up after taking some money from the safe, she exclaimed as she headed outside:
- I'm going to the sugar factory and I'll buy the rest of the stuff from the market.
She looked at Joan and said with a warning:
- Help Aunt Noor make the sweets, and Faten will work outside until I come back, don't eat the cake.
Joanne nodded with a malicious smile and, with her wild imagination, painted the most delicious pictures of tasting the sugar candy she adores, while Reval took her small leather bag and left.
In front of the door of the "Dark Sugar" sweets shop, Rival stood receiving the cool morning breeze with two arms wide, before moving to the small car that she uses to deliver orders to roam between the narrow streets where one of the inhabited areas resembles the market and the shops.
