Semua Bab THE GIRL NEXT DOOR ISN'T INNOCENT!: Bab 71 - Bab 80

13“Yeah, but you seem to be her number one fan. That's why you're letting her live with you right?” Maureen asked, everyone stared at them surprised.“Live with him?” They all asked, looking at each other.“Well, you're right! We are living together. He dropped the bombshell. Mara covered her mouth with her palms and smiled sheepishly. “Oh, they are so cute!” She whined.“I knew it!” Maureen said nonchalantly, she walked to him seductively and arranged his tie in a seductive manner. “You know what, it's really not good luck , Xavier. Shacking up with your little assistant. You should go accordingly to work policies as the leader.” Maureen said with a smirk.“Really? That's right, but now …was my assistant!” Xavier responded, he drew back from her and Anna's eyes widened. “What?” Anna was devastated and lost about his response.“Wow! Firing her already. I see.” Maureen giggled happily and laughed at Anna.“No, I'm not firing her. She's not being fired and I don't really know where yo

15“Xavier, I... I don’t know what to say,” she whispered, her voice choked with emotion. A single tear slipped down her cheek, and she quickly brushed it away, a radiant smile breaking through the shock. “Thank you. I can’t believe this... it’s everything I’ve ever dreamed of.”She looked around the restaurant with new eyes, realizing that it was no longer just a beautiful space—it was now a reflection of her passion, her hard work, and the faith Xavier had in her.*****On the morning of her first day at work in her very own restaurant, Anna awoke with a mixture of excitement and nerves buzzing through her. The sunlight streamed through her bedroom window, casting a warm glow over the room, but her mind was already focused on the tasks ahead. This was the day she had dreamed about for so long, and now it was finally here.After getting dressed in a crisp white chef's jacket, she decided to call Jessica, her best friend, for a bit of moral support and some extra hands to help with th

17The silence stretched on, unbearably thick, until Sophie, now visibly uncomfortable, hastily pushed the plate away. “I think we’ll be going,” she muttered, her voice trembling slightly. Maureen nodded quickly, the two of them scrambling to gather their things, eager to escape the charged atmosphere.“No one is going anywhere. I said, what's going on here?” He insisted. And Maureen faked a smile immediately.“Oh Xavier! I invited the famous food critic, Sophie. She's so in demand. But I thought she'd be perfect for a munchkin with chef Anna.” Maureen whined flirtatiously. “Okay, Sophie…you don't like the food here?” Xavier asked and Sophie smiled. “It just doesn't say anything, there's no pizzazz!” Sophie mocked cracking up with Maureen.“Well, food critic, I think it says a lot…” Xavier tried to say but Anna cut him off. “Xavier.” Anna called, holding him closer.“I'm sorry. But the high culinary world has its own set of definitions and rules.” Sophie chuckled.“Nah, I've been to l

19"This is perfect," Maureen murmured to herself, her voice tinged with excitement. "Yes! Xavier must see this video." She chuckled softly, her mind already racing with the possibilities of what this could mean. The thought of Xavier’s reaction to seeing Anna so vulnerable, so broken, brought a surge of satisfaction to her.Maureen’s smile widened as she ended the recording, her thumb brushing over the screen as if caressing a precious secret. She savored the moment, imagining how this small clip could unravel so much. With a mischievous glint in her eye, she began crafting a message to Xavier, her mind spinning with wicked thoughts.****Xavier sat in his office, the steady tick of the clock on the wall barely registering in his mind. His focus was entirely on the Rubik's cube in his hands, his fingers moving with practiced precision as he twisted and turned the colorful squares into alignment. Despite the puzzle occupying his hands, his thoughts were elsewhere—caught up in a whirlw

21"Actually, I’m here to deliver some food to a guest. Could you tell me which room Maureen booked last night?"The receptionist, still starstruck, didn’t hesitate. "Sure thing, let me check for you." She turned to her computer, typing in a few details as Anna watched, a satisfied smile playing on her lips. This was just the beginning. She was determined to get to the truth."Room 300," the receptionist said with a smile, and Anna thanked her before making her way down the hallway.When she reached the door, she knocked firmly. After a brief pause, she heard Maureen’s voice from the other side. "Who is it? Hold on!" The door swung open, and Maureen’s face paled when she saw Anna standing there, a cold, curly smile on her lips. Maureen’s jaw dropped, and she stammered, "How did you—"Before she could finish, Anna pushed past her with a force that left Maureen stumbling aside. Anna marched straight to the bedroom, her heart pounding with fury. There, on the bed, was Xavier, still wea