The Love I Begged For Was Never Real novel Chapter 473

The plastic buckets, which were perpetually waterlogged and moldy, had all been replaced with customized, uniform baked-enamel iron pails. Even the mottled water stains on the walls had been cleaned up overnight.

Nora turned her head and looked outside.

The slightly faded wooden sign hanging above the doorway had also been repainted, the lettering now sharp and striking.

Anya came strolling around the corner, humming a tune and carrying two coffees along with some breakfast sandwiches.

The young girl had barely taken a step inside when she saw the shop's total transformation. Her jaw dropped in shock, nearly sending her breakfast tumbling to the floor.

"Nora... did we get robbed?"

Anya looked around in total bewilderment, walking up to the brand-new solid wood stand and running her fingers over the smooth grain.

"Wait, that doesn't make sense. What kind of burglar breaks in just to leave us ridiculously expensive new stuff in the middle of the night? This wood carving is high-end; no carpenter in this town has skills like this."

Staring at the new stand and the forced renovations all over her shop, Nora's face darkened inch by inch.

Not only had that man stationed bodyguards outside like sentinels day and night, but he had also ordered his men to completely overhaul her shop under the cover of darkness while everyone slept.

Nora dropped her canvas tote bag, spun around, and marched outside.

The crisp morning wind hit her face.

That ink-black Maybach was still parked silently across the street, its chassis gleaming with a cold halo in the thin mist.

Without a second of hesitation, Nora stormed across the cobblestone road and stopped right beside the car door.

The window rolled down slowly. Gideon was sitting in the back seat, watching her.

His gaze was intently focused, filled with an undisguised, indulgent fondness.

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