CHAPTER FOUR
HARPER
“All that soap over there is curing. My goal today is to prep enough for at least five hundred bars. The summer scents have been a huge hit!” I tell Hadleigh as she carefully pours the liquid mixture into the loaf soap molds.
She laughs. “Let’s make a thousand. People will buy them.”
“I wish I had more hours in a day and room for that. At that rate, I’d be able to keep up with Shayla. Honestly, I should be on her payroll, considering how many of my ideas she’s stolen. I have to be really careful what I announce and share before it’s available because she immediately lists the same item on her site.”
Hadleigh rolls her eyes. “I really hate her. The fact she stole your strawberry limeade recipe pisses me off.”
I sigh, inhaling sharply. “I know. I almost ordered one
