Bab 11: Chapter 11: Whispers in the Halls
Chapter 11: Whispers in the Halls
From the outside, the interior of the bakery was clearly visible—wooden tables, a spinning fan, chairs that looked incredibly comfortable, slightly yellowed light bulbs, and warm-colored walls created a simple yet cozy atmosphere. The bakery was owned by a plump couple in their forties. The wife, standing behind the cake counter, was cheerfully recommending a selection of freshly baked cake balls, while the husband diligently served free refreshments to the customers enjoying their cakes. Their occasional glances at each other and the tender gazes they exchanged spoke volumes of the affection and tranquility between them, as if this place were their cozy home.
Three years had passed, and this place still exuded the warmth of home. Lydia Moore felt a pang of emotion, her eyes misting over with gratitude.
The husband, who was busy weaving through the crowd with a tray, was the first to notice Lydia Moore standing at the door. Excited, he turned to his wife and called out, "Dear, Lydia Moore is here!" Hearing this, the wife looked up immediately, joyfully coming out from behind the counter to greet Lydia Moore. With teary eyes, she patted Lydia Moore's head and said warmly, "Lydia Moore, you've grown so tall in these three years."
"Yes, and you're even more beautiful," added the husband, who also approached with a loving gaze.
"Hello, Uncle and Auntie," Lydia Moore greeted them politely. She was truly delighted to see them again. Although many would expect her to harbor resentment towards them, she and her mother held no such feelings. Instead, because of her father, she found herself wanting to love them even more, including their daughter.
"Please, continue with your work," Lydia Moore said, noticing a customer waiting patiently. "Don't worry about me." The bakery's cakes must be incredibly popular.
"Coming right up... Oh, Lydia Moore," the auntie said, lovingly patting Lydia Moore's hand. "You wanted to work here part-time, right? I've had a new uniform made for you, and it's in the back room. Please try it on first; we can make any necessary adjustments later." She had been overjoyed to hear that Lydia Moore would be coming to school here and working part-time at the bakery. She had spent the morning preparing, having long considered Lydia Moore as her own daughter. With such a kind and enthusiastic girl working here, the "Pixie Bakery" would undoubtedly be more vibrant and filled with happiness.
"Thank you, Auntie," Lydia Moore said gratefully. Working here and spreading happiness and love to everyone was a dream she had cherished for the past three years. Finally, it was coming true. From now on, she could be close to her father every day. "Pixie Bakery," her haven of happiness and dreams.
The midsummer sun blazed down on the colorful stone-paved path, with birds on the roof seemingly gasping for breath. A few plane trees lined the street, their broad leaves shimmering in the intense light. Countless cicadas were straining their voices, creating a cacophony of sound. Amidst the scorching heat, only the shade under these plane trees provided a respite.
Inside "Pixie Bakery," the fan gently spun, bringing a touch of coolness to the sweltering summer day. Customers seated on wooden chairs chatted quietly, savoring the delicious cakes on their plates, or carefully selecting their favorite cakes from the display. Despite the hot summer afternoon, the bakery remained bustling with customers streaming in.
Dressed in her new uniform, Lydia Moore emerged from the back room. The uniform fit perfectly and was well-made. She couldn't help but smile as the light green color of the uniform was her favorite. Auntie had done a remarkable job—accurately estimating her size and remembering her favorite color even after three years. Watching the busy couple, Lydia Moore felt a deep sense of contentment. She quietly sat in a corner, admiring the bakery's decor, not wanting to disturb them.
On the quiet, deserted street, a transparent mist seemed to rise.
In the distance, a silver convertible roared into view. The gust of wind from the speeding car whipped up the green leaves on the ground, causing them to flutter around the dazzling vehicle, creating a scene both powerful and almost like a still comic.
The car, traveling at over 320 km/h, suddenly screeched to a halt, producing a sharp noise. The girl inside lurched forward, her head almost hitting the windshield. She looked at the handsome boy beside her with a mix of alarm and confusion, but he was peering through his black sunglasses at the unassuming little bakery with a smirk.
The bell on the door jingled lightly.
A tall, slender boy appeared at the entrance, dressed in a black t-shirt and uniquely designed pants. His chiseled features and cool black sunglasses made him look both attractive and aloof, with a hint of arrogance.
His arrival instantly drew dozens of curious glances. The girls in the bakery excitedly whispered and gasped, realizing they were seeing Aaron King, the star of "LEV" and a model icon, along with his companion, Tina. It seemed the rumors about their relationship were true, and the two did look like a perfect match. However, no matter how they were viewed, Tina would always be overshadowed by Aaron King's inherent aristocratic aura, being the heir to a top-tier family.
To see them here was a stroke of luck, reinforcing the belief that "Pixie Bakery" indeed had a magical charm.
Aaron King, irritated by the afternoon crowd, raised an eyebrow and chose a table in the corner of the bakery. He picked up the menu and then beckoned Lydia Moore, who was daydreaming beside him, with a crooked finger. "You, come here."
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