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Chasing His Kickass Luna Back novel Chapter 303

We all turn, and that’s when I see it: Mr. Thompson at the forefront of a large group of people in uniforms. They’re carrying boxes of decorations, buckets of cleaning supplies, and all sorts of things that I can’t even recognize.

“Abby!” Mr. Thompson exclaims, holding his arms out as he approaches. “Good morning!”

“Er—Good morning, Mr. Thompson,” I say as I take in the sudden racket and spike in activity. “You’re—”

“I know I’m early,” he says, flashing me a grin. “But I knew you’d be here already. My team is just going to get started on the cleaning and decorating.”

“Thank god,” Chloe huffs. “We tried telling her that she didn’t need to worry about it, but she’s been running around nonstop all morning. We were worried she was gonna hurt herself.”

Mr. Thompson shoots me a sympathetic look. “Is that true?”

I sigh, realizing that I have no choice but to tell the truth, and I nod. “Yeah. I’ve been a bit of a wreck.”

He stops beside me, draping his arm around my shoulders and giving me a friendly squeeze. “Well, we’re here now,” he says. “And my team is the best of the best. They’ll have this place fit for an Alpha party in no time.”

I offer a nervous smile in return. “Thanks, Mr. Thompson. It’s just... I’m not used to letting others handle everything like this. It feels weird.”

“I know it’s not easy, Abby,” he reassures me. “But you don’t need to worry about anything except cooking.”

I take a deep breath, trying to quell my anxiety. He’s right; my passion lies in cooking, and that’s where I should channel my energy; not only to make history catering this Alpha party, but also to prove to people—mainly Logan—that I am capable, and I am passionate.

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