The Contracted Ever After novel Chapter 110

Off work now.

Cordelia spilled the beans to Brooklyn about everything and asked how much her salary bumped up.

"Me? My pay's shot up a few hundred bucks." Brooklyn's eyes sparkled with excitement. "Not too shabby, actually."

A grimace appeared on Cordelia's face.

"You shouldn't have come to me this afternoon, but rather go to your hubby. You were too hard on him at lunch." Brooklyn suggested, "Let's hit the streets, then you head home and demand a raise ASAP."

Cordelia agreed. She wasn't a numbskull to let her anger miss out on a chance for a pay raise.

The two found themselves in a cosmetics store, filled with products they didn’t usually see. And lo and behold, Cordelia found her beloved Zenwood Soap. Before college, she used this soap a lot. It left a faint sandalwood scent after a bath, which smelled heavenly. But she couldn't find it anymore since college. She bought over a dozen this time and stashed them in her tote bag. It was as if she had discovered a treasure trove.

In front of the pedestrian street, there was a stretch of vintage buildings, with a TV drama being filmed.

"Let's check it out, maybe we'll spot a celebrity?" Brooklyn suggested excitedly.

"Like you've never seen a celeb before?" Cordelia shrugged. She got peeved even thinking about celebs.

Brooklyn still took her to the front of the crowd. The extras were dressed like something out of the Renaissance.

"Ms. Deanna is here..." someone murmured.

A nanny van parked in the nearby alley, and Deanna stepped out. Cordelia frowned, why did she run into this woman wherever she went?

She was loaded with work, right off the set of My Dear Dr. Rowland and onto this period drama set.

As Deanna approached, she spotted Cordelia and took the opportunity to take a swipe at her.

"Ms. Haselwood," Deanna, dressed in a purple flannel dress, looked graceful with an air of vintage nobility. "Your cooking is actually quite good. The other day I was famished, and Ronan fed me your food, leaving him hungry all afternoon."

This set Cordelia's teeth on edge. Moreover, she was curious where Ronan and Deanna had gone the day before yesterday.

"My husband told me," Cordelia replied calmly. "He'll have my cooking again tomorrow. Ms. Deanna, you're our guest. It's only right for him to look after you."