9 EDWARD'S SECRET IDENTITY

"I'm really hungry..." Siu Sean complained. Even so, she still opened the umbrella patterned with panda heads and pushed her way through the pouring rain.

Siu Sean walked down the sidewalk. Slowly. The heart's intention to buy MC Donald promo next to the traffic intersection there was canceled because this time the strong wind hit her body. Unlucky. After all, it's Christmas Eve. Look at that, the streets are lined with trees decorated with lights and snowman-like puppets. But, for some reason today was annoying for Siu Sean.

The closest grocery store is even Candy's Real Bakery across the street. So, Siu Sean couldn't help but come to her instead of getting wetter.

Klinting!

Siu Sean immediately jumped inside as soon as she arrived. She didn't realize she had put her wet shoes on the mat. Gets that thing wet so fast. Moreover, the floor is dripping with small tips from each corner of the umbrella.

"Ahh... sorry..." Siu Sean sighed. She laughed awkwardly when she saw the receptionist staring at her silently, but horribly. "I... have to hurry here! Y-You know, right? It's suddenly raining hard outside!"

The receptionist almost reprimanded her, suddenly the sound of the door creaking came from inside the bakery. They both looked up. There stood a man dressed in pastry style. Hers chef hat was taken off as she looked at the receptionist with a smile.

"Hey, Helena..." the man said in a low voice. Complete with a sweet smile, to the point that the receptionist was infected with a smile. "Your request is done. I just need your opinion. Maybe I'll add raisins if you like the new variant."

The receptionist named Helena immediately rushed to the handsome pastry "Oh! Really?" she said. Then patted the broad shoulder in front of him with a vigorous motion. "No wonder the smell got here..."

"Oh . . . but it looks like there are customers," said the pastry man. The sweet man—who Siu Sean thought was handsome—was staring at her. Siu Sean was dumbfounded for a moment before flashing a wry smile. "Why don't you serve it first? I'll bring some here on the tray later."

"Ah, yes..." said Helena. Despite looking disappointed, Helena still returned to her desk. "Then just add the raisins, Richard. I'm sure every single one of your toasts is delicious..."

"Okay..."

The pastry named Richard turned back inside. However, whether it was true or Siu Sean saw it wrong, the man briefly glanced at her with a meaningful smile.

"You... want to buy what?"

Siu Sean gasped. "Ah I..." then immediately approached Helena. To be honest, Siu Sean was confused. Even though sshe rarely comes here (because she doesn't really like bread), at least she still knows... that the pastry in this place is not the man from earlier. It's a middle-aged woman named Clara. So, how long has she been here? Is Clara no longer working here? "I'm just brown bread. The one with the cheese on top."

Helena took out the bread box and the claw, "How many?"

Buy one?

Impossible.

Siu Sean was already bothering with the drops of water earlier, couldn't she just buy one and then leave?s

"Mn, five?"

"Okay."

"Whoa... are you hungry or what?"

DEG

Suddenly Richard's voice echoed again. The man is out again. With tray in hand and a very fragrant nut bun that looked like it had just come out of the oven. Oh! Some of the breads are now decorated with raisins and some are using strawberry jam.

"I-I... not really," denied Siu Sean. "This I also got a deposit..."

"Oh..." Richard sighed. Then stood next to Helena who was busy arranging bread into boxes, while they stared at each other whether consciously or not. "It's raining like this to eat bread. And if you want, I can taste you some freshly made peanut bread."

"What?"

Helena was shocked, Siu Sean especially. It's just that Siu Sean is quite silent and the wrinkles on her face reveal all the oddities.

"Why?" asked Richard. Then looked at Helena. "She bought a lot, and I also just baked too much bread for fun with your kitchen. Haha... it doesn't hurt if I share some? It's a shame to line them up until they're cold. And if you're waiting for other customers—hell no. from this afternoon the shop is quiet because it's raining like that."

Helena glanced outside, at Siu Sean, then at Richard in turn. "Okay..." she said. "But I have to taste it first. You made it just for me..."

Richard snorted with a smile. The handsome man took another box and packed some for Siu Sean. "Don't worry. You can ask for another menu for me to make if this girl eats the first one."

"Haha.. really?"

Helena's expression brightened instantly.

Richard shrugged. "It's Christmas Eve. What not for my beloved sister..."

WHAT?

Helena is this handsome little brother?

Instantly Siu Sean almost choked even though she didn't eat anything. Not how, but Helena had facial features that were quite different from Richard's. Like heaven and earth. Helena had pimples on her cheeks and tan skin, but Richard was as pure white as a magazine model that Siu Sean had seen somewhere.

Helena giggled happily. "Okay.." although after that she still looked at Siu Sean with jealous eyes.

"This is for you and your friends," said Richard. Then put the box of homemade bread into a plastic bag as well. "Merry Christmas to you. Tell them too. From Richard and Helena and the family."

"A-Ah... yes..."

Intoxicating smile. Siu Sean was confused about which plastic bag handle she should hold after Richard gave it. Either because of the man's charm, or more because it was difficult to digest what was happening in front of him.

So now Richard, Helena and Mrs Clara are one family now? Since when? And where did this Richard come from? Could Mrs Clara remarry a widower—Richard's father?

Wait no.

What's the deal if so?

Siu Sean should know herself and immediately pay for the buns.

"Thank you..." said Siu Sean. She then spent more money to pay for the extra loaves, but Richard returned the rest which she was hard to accept. "But, the breads..."