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"A thousand people?" Debra's voice wavered.

"Yes," Drake confirmed casually, but the glint in his eye suggested he relished the challenge he had thrown her way.

Debra's mind raced as she recalled the grand piano in the plaza. Sure, it was a prime spot, but just playing piano alone wouldn't be enough to draw such a crowd.

And she would be competing with zither, cello, and violin performers for attention.

Beating them and attracting one thousand audiences was almost impossible.

As she pondered, Drake added, "You can still back out now."

"No, I can do it," she said firmly, heading downstairs.

"Boss, a thousand people? Isn't that a bit much?" the manager said.

Drake's amusement flickered as he noted Debra's determined stride. He figured it wouldn't take more than half an hour before she came back, defeated.

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