CHAPTER TWENTY TWO

Most of the customers I had at the bakery were famous people courtesy of Eric’s influence. I once had a super famous artiste order one of my special chocolate muffins.

Today was just like any other day, I was instructing my workers—two college girls when a one time famous figure entered my bakery.

“Oh my God! Sophia Taylor!.”

One of the girls gasped, in awe.

I was equally in awe too, Sophia Taylor was a popular actress I loved watching during my high school days. She was the most beautiful person to me, her skin was like glass, her hair was a lushy honey blonde, she was slender, perfect height with great curves ad that signature bright red lipstick she always wore.

“Sophia Taylor, this is a pleasure.”

I said, blushing and surprisingly she pulled me in for a hug.

“Nice to meet you, Olivia.”

She said, rubbing my back a little.

I was a bit thrown aback by this but too flustered to think much about it.

“What would you like? You can take a look at our specials..”

I told her, try