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Mylo regarded the beverages with curiosity. “Strawberry coconut milk?” he wondered. “Could this red and white concoction be a blend of the two?”

Her claim of “concoct” seemed to diminish the value of such a term for something so straightforward.

He didn’t have much enthusiasm for such unsolicited offerings.

“A free tasting?” he echoed, a tinge of disdain in his voice.

Fanny affirmed with a delicate nod, maintaining her soothing tone.

“Yes, our restaurant is currently running a beverage development event. It offers staff members a platform to exhibit their creativity and develop a drink to be marketed. The one I’ve created is called Strawberry Coconut Milk.”

shot a quick glance towards Millie outside and queried, “So everyone gets to design their own beverage? What’s in it for the one with the best-selling

stealthily glanced at the uncharacteristically quiet Marcus, curiously wondering what concoction Millie

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tray of beverages balanced gracefully in her hand, two servers shared whispered words

waitress whose temper flared easily, voiced her frustrations. “Why does Fanny always get VIP rooms? It’s well known those rooms are bursting with cash. By pure chance, she might rub shoulders with the elite. If we go by seniority,

tones and responded, “The blame is on us, really. She sweet-talked the manager into giving her special treatment. It’s no wonder she gets

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