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Chapter 9

Author: Zoe Chiz
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Seraphine's Pov

"Isabella, I have been worried about you.”

I said to Isabella, who suddenly showed up in my cupcake shop.

She looked restless as she constantly tapped her fingers on the counter.

“You back me out; you hardly pick calls, and you even packed out of your apartment. Isabella, what is going on?”

“Hey Seraphine. I don't answer to you, so quit the fake concerns.”

“Fake concerns!” I shook my head in shock at her words. She thinks I'm giving her fake concerns. This isn't Isabella, I know; what has come over her?

“You went to deliver cupcakes; it never got to its owner, and you put me through the stress of baking another cupcake. Do you even know what that means? You’re chasing our customers away.”

"Our,” she asked with a raised eyebrow.

“I told you I quit Isabella. I made it clear.”

“But why, Isabella, we promised to pull this out. Why will you back out now?”

“This isn't your business. I'm here for something. I need your perfume.”

“My perfume!” I sh
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