Love’s Cunning Ruse ( Mr.Kieran And Julie )

Chapter 2

Five years later.

At CozyBean Café.

A masculine voice broke the morning silence, “Joyce! Come here! Deliver this order to Noblewood

Retreat.”

“Mr. Sabri, my name is Julie Abraham,” Julie, dressed in her delivery uniform, a half–ponytail, replied with a warm smile on her face, looking at the middle–aged man in front of her.

The manager Sabri glanced at her dismissively, shoved a few cups of freshly–ground coffee into her hands, and said, “I don’t give a hoot about your name, just get these to this address. Here are the motorbike keys, drive carefully. If you crash, no big deal, but don’t wreck the bike.”

Julie took the coffee and the motorbike keys, then turned and left the café.

She’d been working at this café for almost five years. For the same time since she’d changed her name, yet the manager still couldn’t remember her new name correctly.

coffee into the delivery box on

Noblewood Retreat!

place. Five years ago, she and Kieran had lived in a villa in Noblewood

was returning to the Noblewood Retreat, dressed in a delivery outfit, riding on an old

motorbike.

address, and surprisingly found that her bike was parked right in front of the villa where she and Kieran had lived.

address in her hand was for this very

stood in stark contrast to the

her stand there. If she knew before that she would be delivering to

wedding was at the end of this month, about

paid off? Were she and Kieran finally going to

bag, slightly whitened from the force. She felt a chill run through

a deep breath, turned around, and chucked all the coffees into the trash bin. She really wasn’t in the

motorbike, just stepping on the

scream came from behind