Chapter 247 Leakage

Tasha Moore left the magazine publisher, let out a deep breath, and headed over to the café next door, feeling rejuvenated.

Today, she had brushed away the gloom that had plagued her for months and felt as if the sunshine was even brighter than usual.

Nothing was more exhilarating than having her biggest threat leave; with Amanda Smith gone, she believed no one could compete with her for her position.

The title of Mrs. Johnson rightfully belonged to her.

Thinking of this, Tasha couldn't help but smile smugly to herself and happily ordered a pastry in the café.

These past few days, Mrs. Johnson had been sending her nourishing soups and medicinal dishes, and she was almost sick of them. Having to drink those soups for weeks on end was intolerable, and to maintain appearances for the maids Mrs. Johnson sent over, she had to pinch her nose to drink them and pretend to enjoy it, nearly making herself vomit.

To marry Samuel Johnson, she really had put in great effort.