Yvette heard the conversation upstairs and smiled silently. She continued to make the soup with her head lowered.

After some time, the chef, Farley, came in from the outside, looked at her, and smiled.

“It smells so delicious! If the boss knows that you made this, he’ll be so happy that he’ll lick the bowl clean.”

Yvette smiled gently and guiltily as she suppressed the complex emotions in her heart.

“He was hurt because of me, so this is nothing.”

The chef nodded in agreement.

“I heard tha