Rumour - CHAPTER 1-3
| Chapter 1 | |Chapter 2 | Chapter 3 | CHAPTER 1 Rachel Adams didn’t get good things. That was why she was in in the industrial-sized kitchen of a five-star French restaurant in a five-star Mayfair hotel , in the bitter London cold. More specifically, she was gritting her teeth, barely resisting the urge to throttle a Frenchman ’ s conceited, moustachioed face – a nd honestly, who would even blame her? The man’s utterly condescending behaviour was testing her patience to its , limit , and she didn’t exactly have that much to begin with. She definitely wished she wasn’t there. However, her bank balance, or rather lack thereof, along with her landlord's rental lease, most assuredly, thought otherwise. It was because she had walked — stormed — out of her old job, in a back-alley bar, with an Evil Witch as a boss, leaving her with very few options about making more money. Hence, the new job. The new job that was making her want to find a hole and live