Secret Wealthy Marriage
Chapter 968 - 013 Let’s Cooperate (Part 2)_3

Chapter 968: 013 Let’s Cooperate (Part 2)_3

Avery Graham just isn’t interested in marriage, but she manages to live her life very well. Let it be, she thought, I’ll just let things take their natural course.

After looking around outside and not finding Avery Graham, her mother went straight into the Cake Shop. It was the first time she had visited since Avery opened the shop. She always thought that her daughter was just running the shop for fun, maybe to earn a salary to support herself and that would be it.

What she didn’t expect was how well her daughter’s business was doing and how many people loved her cakes. She wasn’t much of a sweet tooth herself; the treats that Avery brought home were always for Giselle Browman, and after Giselle moved in with Avery, she brought home even less from her shop.

"Ma’am, hello, what would you like to buy? We have sweet and non-sweet items," said the shop assistant enthusiastically. Avery’s mother nodded, "I’m looking for your boss, Avery Graham. Is she here? I’m her mother."

"So you’re Auntie! Sister Avery is here, inside. Please, this way," said the shop assistant, leading Avery’s mother inside.

Avery’s mother was walking this way when Avery happened to be seeing Bernard Taylor out. She and Avery’s mother met just like that, and Avery called out, "Mom, what brings you here?"

"Well, I was passing by and thought I’d take a look. Are you attending to customers? In that case, I’ll wait outside for you," replied Avery’s mother, sparing Bernard a glance before quickly looking away. Bernard was certainly impressive, but she didn’t dare look at him for too long, to avoid any misunderstanding with Avery.

"No need, Mom. Bernard is leaving. Come inside and sit down; I’ll send him out and be right back," Avery insisted, asking someone to bring a cup of hot water for her mother.

"Auntie, I have to get back to work, so I’ll be going now," Bernard said to Avery’s mother.

"Alright, take care," she nodded and didn’t say much else.

Avery was relieved to see her mother acting normally, so she walked Bernard to the door. Before getting into his car, Bernard turned to Avery and said, "I’ll have our collaboration proposal ready soon. If you’re free tonight, let’s have dinner together and talk it over, okay?"

"Sure, I’m not busy right now," Avery nodded.

"Right, also, take Giselle with you when you leave. I’ve mentioned before about her working for Taylor Family. Of course, if you don’t object, I’ll offer her an interview opportunity. Whether she makes it or not will be up to her," Bernard suggested, his words meant to alleviate any pressure Avery might feel.

"Sure, I’ll call her over," Avery nodded and went to fetch Giselle Browman.

At that moment, Giselle Browman was rather pleasantly surprised.

"Brother Bernard," Giselle greeted respectfully as she approached.

"Get in," Bernard nodded, and with an "oh," Giselle turned to get into the car, but then hesitated, "Am I dressed okay for this?"

"It’s fine," Bernard saw no issue with her attire, especially since the Taylor Family provided uniforms for their staff; once she started working there, she would be wearing those anyway.

"Then okay, sis, I’m off to work. Take good care of the shop, and if it’s too much, hire some more staff," Giselle said with a smile, then opened the car door to the back seat and got in.

Avery shook her head; it was only this busy because it was the first day back in business after the new year. Had it been like this every day, she would have opened a branch long ago.

"I know, don’t worry. Remember, you only have an opportunity for an interview; success will depend on your own abilities," Avery replied with a smile, admiring her sister’s confidence.

"I’m your sister, how could I not succeed? Hey, isn’t that our aunt sitting inside, when did she come?" Giselle noticed Avery’s mother inside; she hadn’t seen her until then and wondered if she should go in to say hello.

"It’s fine, she just got here. You were so busy, it’s normal you didn’t notice. Go on, they’re leaving, and I’ll go inside to chat with her," Avery said, ushering them off.

Bernard also got into the driving cabin and drove away.

Avery then turned and went back inside the shop. The flow of customers was dwindling outside; after all, the promotional items had sold out. The sale was time-limited, only available before ten o’clock, and gone afterwards.

Many elderly people fancied such promotions; they were usually the ones lining up to buy, along with people like Avery’s mother, and also full-time homemakers adept at life. The younger crowd still preferred the items from the shop’s counter.