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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.”

quick glance towards Millie outside and queried, “So everyone gets to design their own beverage?

uncharacteristically quiet Marcus, curiously wondering what concoction Millie

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men assembled in the room. Each of them was the epitome of male charm, with towering

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into the private room, a tray of beverages balanced gracefully in her hand, two servers shared whispered

known those rooms are bursting with cash. By pure chance, she might rub shoulders with the elite. If we go by seniority, she hasn’t been here half as long as me. It’s just not

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