A Beauty With Multiple Masks

Wendy and Cecilia noticed that as well.

While Susanne was in the washroom, Wendy passed the packed cookies in her hands to the students while whispering to Cecilia, “Mom, I’d never expected your baking skill would be so useful to m. Everyone thinks your cookie and dessert taste so good.”

“Of course.” Cecilia displayed a prideful look. “You need to find time and learn how to cook. That’s the best way to win a man’s heart.”

Wendy let out a boisterous laugh. “What should I learn to make then? Ravioli?”

The two of them exchanged looks and started laughing.

Ravioli is hardly a decent food. How shameless is Arielle to dare to sell that here?

Cecilia said boastfully, “What do you expect from a lowly country bumpkin who has never seen the world.”

Wendy could not hold back her smile. “Since so many customers want to buy our cookies, I think we should raise the price. I want to get the prize for the charity flea market this year.”

Since we’ve put so much effort in this, let’s try

were aiming for the highest prize

the price of

customers began

“Fifty? That’s too expensive!”

buy delicious cookies and help the needy at the same time. Isn’t that

little ridiculous. There are

a purchase. Please treat it as a charity. You can help those kids in the mountain rebuild their school by spending fifty. Isn’t that great? Are fifty too much to ask for

eventually had

fifty! Way to go!” Wendy posted a victorious gesture while laughing

needed to sell out one-third of their cookies at such

stall

the far end of the road. Only a few people walked past there occasionally. Not to mention, Wendy managed to set up her stall in the middle of the stadium as

determination to win, the atmosphere