Chapter 2198

Charlotte wanted to keep working, but Cecilia sent her home. Pregnant and only days away from her wedding, she finally deserved a pocket of calm.

Restless, Charlotte asked Chelsea to go shopping with her.

“Lottie, I never knew real work could drain the soul like this,” Chelsea groaned, stretching until her joints popped.

Since landing the job, she’d been up at seven and clocking in by eight. Five o’clock was a myth; everyone stayed late, and she followed suit, leaving closer to nine—sometimes ten. Once home, she still had to wash up, cook, and fold laundry. Midnight often blinked on the stove clock before she even had time to breathe.

“Tell you what,” Charlotte said, eyes lighting up. “After the wedding, I’ll be on maternity leave. How about filling in as Cecilia’s assistant?”

Chelsea shook her head so fast it was almost comical. “If I worked for Cecilia, my parents would hate her forever.”

The thought had tempted Chelsea more than once. She’d wanted to work at Cecilia’s company.