t him. With quiet determination, she walked

ife and let us feel, even briefly, the joy and simplicity of childhood. My late father taught me this recipe before I left for the Bon Appétit competition in Franc

ice rose from the t

She knew that voice inst

aces, but he turned his head a

Tyla Parker," he said warmly. "From the Bon Appétit competition in France. Ho

s, sir," Tyla rep

contract. You told us Edna would be the face of the new restaurant-the head of the kitchen. S

th, but no words ca

of the kitchen," Edna said s

read through the room.

e, she smiled faintly. "Edna fractured her wrist. I

. Cameras flashed. So th

rrowed. "You've been co

isn't the first

friends shouldn't pick on each other like this-not when we have

to expose her? That's not right. You're my fiancée, Tyla. I have no reason to distrust you, but this

d her down the stairs. That's how she broke her wrist. And now you volunteer to co

rrative had flipped entirely; suddenly T

heart

f a friend an

ine her own best

calm, but inside he was seething. He clenc

rk. The plan had unraveled, but Jace had

o such a thing? If you want to build your own career, do it hone

Had Jace anticipated every move? Or had she simply

face, recording mercilessly. "You insolent bitch," he

rough the chaos. "Do you lack m

and strode forward with lethal grace. The roo

nt of the photogr

rembled.

rom working anywhere in the United States from this momen

. They all knew who he was no

, while not sit back when someone else steps in for you? Rather you choose to come out with your friend's dish as though it was yours. He didn't say further in or

d, pity now directed at

ted her. That was what a man should do for his woman. Perhaps the rumors were tru

rated. A mess

coming home,

ul

lips as she slipped the

's and Jace's across the room. She held it stea

n today. But tomorr