Bittersweet Moments

Bittersweet Moments

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Oliver Ridge is tired of her job. So when her father offers her a deal she can't escape, she knows she can't miss the opportunity. She's suddenly whisked away to the Dales' Residence to work as a cook. And she's given a task to spy on Walter Dale, her father's greatest rival. Little did Oliver know that there's much more to the Dales than she expected. The unusual cliché, mixed with cakes and a dash of craziness should complete the recipe for disaster. But will love be ever an ingredient? ♫ ♫ ♫ Something flicked on my face. I wiped it with my hand to see that it was a bit of dressing from the salad. My eyes turned to Montana, who was smirking. Oh no, she didn't. I glared at her but continued eating. "Why aren't you attacking her right now?" Brennan whispered, amused and shocked. I stayed silent. I knew that if I opened my mouth, I'd probably lose control. Deep breaths, Ollie. In and out. In and out. This is what Montana wants. To get you angry. Think about the chocolate ice cream. About the chocolate chips. "Bargain?" Brennan whispered. "I started it," I said back, "Mom wouldn't let me try the ice cream station." "Boo."
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