Sven glanced at Janet with a confused look on his face, and said, "She knows that you don't love me and I don't love you either. Why does she mind it then?"
"Because a girl doesn't want her boyfriend to talk with other girls who aren't related to him by blood."
"Oh, stop, you've made me even more confused. Jane, you're my sister. I don't think of that too much!" Janet's words had knocked Sven senseless.
"Fine!" said Janet, "Sven, you're nice to me, and I should be nice to you too in return. I'll make some more mousse cakes for you, your parents, and Angela!" Janet then left Sven, put on a pair of disposable gloves, and started focusing on work again.
The Cake Shop was just opened and was doing well; all cakes were soon sold.
Moreover, many people had ordered their cakes in advance.
Janet was very busy and most of her time was being spent in the shop. She knew she couldn't go on like this for much longer. So while she was learning with the master baker her father had hired, she also hired two new apprentices, who already knew the basics, and taught them baking skills.
In the military camp, Bill and Brian's subordinates often had desserts brought over for their meals.
Today, Brian again brought Bill a piece of refined chocolate cake. Bill pushed it away with aversion, and murmured, "I don't like the bitter-sweet taste. Could you please stop playing tricks on me?"
Brian picked up the cake's box, walked outside, and said, "Janet has started her own bakery recently, and she made this cake all by herself. I was going to bring it to you to relief some of your stupid lovesickness. But, since you don't like it, forget about it."
But when Brian was at the door, he was dragged back by Bill, who then took back the cake box and cheerfully said, "Bro, why didn't you say this from the beginning! Here, take my living expense this month. Take it and bring me a piece of cake every day!"
Brian put the money back into Bill's pocket, and said, "I'm busy."
'Don't be so ridiculous. I'd hate to create opportunities for you,' thought Brian.
But Bill wasn't stupid either. He curled his lips, and murmured, "I know you don't want Janet to know she will always have my back if she ever needs it. Bro, you can't do this to me!"
Brian adjusted his hat and then gave him an oblique look. "I can't?" said Brian, "Then I won't bring you not even a single piece of cake from now on!"
After hearing his words, Bill immediately held his shoulder and flashed him a flattering smile, "Bro, I was wrong. Please forgive me. I'll run five kilometers later! Please!"
Brian shook him off, straightened his body with decency and then left the room.
Jane's Cake Shop was on the right track business wise, and Samuel and Ella again went on travelling around the world with John.
Janet now looked at the empty mansion, feeling more lonely than ever. Jerry and Sally had moved outside of the house after getting married. She was left alone, all by herself now.
One day, Janet received a special order from Brian.
As his grandfather General Han was going to have his 90th birthday soon, he wanted to order a special birthday cake from Janet's bakery.
"The last birthday party grandfather had was his 80th. This time, I want to surprise him. Janet, could you please make him a birthday cake and come to his birthday party with me? Grandfather will sure to be happy if you are there." Brian slowly drove the military car in the Royal Mansion Neighborhood with Janet sitting in the passengers seat.
"Why did you ask me to attend grandpa's birthday party?" she asked.
"There will be many friends at my grandfather's birthday party. How about you attend the party as my female companion?" As far as he knew, Janet had no contact with Daniel Si at all recently, which made him very happy.
Janet hesitated for a moment. If she attended the party as Brian's female companion, everyone might consider that she was Brian's girlfriend. "I don't think it's appropriate," Janet said.
The car stopped in front of Mansion No. 8 and Brian turned off its engine. He then adjusted Janet's collar, and said, "Don't think too much about it. You're only attending my grandfather's birthday party. It's no big deal, Bill will also be there."
Janet again hesitated for a while, but finally nodded her head, and said, "But I'm only skilled at making small desserts, I'm not good at making cakes. I'm afraid..."
Cakes in her shop were made by the master baker hired by her father. Indeed, she could make cakes, but they weren't incredible.
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