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Chapter 32

Chapter 32: Sweet as Sugar
Moana

The children all began to cheer once Edrick agreed to stay longer so that we could make cookies. I lifted my gaze from Clara to see the Alpha billionaire standing in front of me, but he wasn’t looking at me; he was looking at the children.

We all made our way down to the kitchen. I lingered at the back of the group, still in utter shock as I tried to wrap my head around Edrick’s sudden change in demeanor. Had the tour of the orphanage and seeing how disadvantaged children lived given him a bit of compassion?

Once we were in the kitchen, I put on an apron and started to get out the ingredients to make the cookies while the children watched hungrily, licking their lips in anticipation for the sweet taste of sugar in their mouths.

“Do you like to bake, Mr. Morgan?” Clara asked, standing on her tiptoes as she gripped the edge of the counter to see.

“No,” Edrick replied, avoiding eye contact with the little girl. “I don’t.”

“Not even cookies?”

“No, not even cookies,” Edrick said. Then, in a slightly lower voice: “I’ve never baked anything.”

The children erupted into gasps, causing me to stifle a laugh. “Here,” I said, grabbing an extra apron and tossing it to Edrick. “I’ll teach you.” Edrick caught the apron and gave me a puzzled look while the children exploded with a chorus of giggles.

“I think I’d just mess it up,” he replied. “You can do it.”

folded my arms across my chest. “There will be no cookies if Mr. Morgan doesn’t help,” I said, to which all of the children began to protest loudly, some even going so far as to push Edrick toward me with their

said; it almost seemed as though he was holding back a smile. He shrugged off his suit jacket and put the apron on, coming over to me. Without thinking, I reached out

the older kids shouted. “They’re gonna kiss!” Now, the group’s cries of protest became even

get hot. Next, I showed Edrick which ingredients to pour into the bowl,

flour into this bowl,” I

took half of the children as a group, helping them to roll the dough into little balls and place them

Clara said — she seemed to have taken a liking to

asked as he rolled a

have

“I do,” Edrick replied.

dough into a misshapen ball between her tiny hands, then slapped it down on the tray with an unprecedented amount of force for such a small girl. Then, she turned toward Edrick and looked up at him inquisitively. “How

but the words didn’t seem to

interjected from across the room, “That’s

her shoulders and dug into the bowl of cookie

her with unexpected honesty in his eyes. “My dad doesn’t always think that boys should do the same things that girls do,” he

and doing traditionally feminine things, but I also had

of the little boys, who was sneakily stuffing raw cookie dough in his mouth, suddenly spoke up. “That’s dumb,”

I shouted, running after the little boy. “Don’t eat

and the children erupted into laughter

…

the oven and the children were happily stuffing their chocolate-covered faces. Sophia led Edrick and I to the

lately — the government isn’t so generous with their money when it comes to human orphanages like this one. I really thought–”

Sophia’s arm. Edrick fell silent and appeared to be thinking, his brow furrowed

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