Claimed And Marked By Her Stepbrother Mates novel Chapter 80

Chapter 80: 80-Character Assassination

Helanie:

After he left and I threw up, I went to bed to rest. Honestly, I wasn’t feeling well. My head was pounding, and everything around me seemed to spin.

The thought of being accused once again of something I didn’t do had taken a toll on me. On top of that, the embarrassment of accidentally flashing Norman and finding out what people back at the pack had been saying about me just added to the mix.

The next day felt different. I refused to sit around doing nothing. I needed a job. Emmet had covered my admission fees and other expenses, but he couldn’t pay for everything. I didn’t want anyone to feel like I was using them or that I relied on their money.

"Hello, I was looking for a job and heard that this pack doesn’t require any specific qualifications for hiring--" I tried to speak softly to the woman behind the counter.

It was a small café, and I felt surprisingly comfortable there. The moment I stepped in, I just knew I could work here.

However, while she was all smiles with the other customers, her expression changed the moment she looked at me, hardening.

"A rogue?" she raised an eyebrow. She appeared to be in her late forties, with piercing blue eyes and short, curly blonde hair.

"Yes," I said, choosing my words carefully. "I saw the ad, and it said even rogues are welcome to work here."

I didn’t want to anger her, but something in her energy felt off, almost like she was silently judging me.

"How old are you?" she asked, and I straightened my posture before replying.

"Eighteen."

"Why are you a rogue?" For someone whose ad welcomed rogues, she was asking some pretty tough questions.

"Umm--my father didn’t want me after he divorced my mother," I explained, noticing her head tilt slightly.

"Where is your mother?" She tapped her fingers on the counter, making me feel anxious, as if I were being evaluated. I noticed her name tag, Benita, and then took a deep breath.

"She moved on and wanted me to start my own life. Anyway, I’ve been accepted into the Vortex Academy," I added quickly, noticing her expression shift. There was now a hint of respect on her face.

"Oh, why didn’t you say that before? Welcome aboard," she said, quickly removing the plank to let me in.

"So, what can you do?" she asked, placing a hand on my back and giving it a quick pat.

"Um, pretty much anything. I can bake really well," I replied, glancing at the menu. It was full of baked goods, and I had done a lot of baking back when I lived with my father. _{freёwebnovel.com}