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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.”

queried, “So everyone gets to design their own beverage? What’s in it for the one with the

the uncharacteristically quiet Marcus, curiously wondering what concoction Millie might

a three-day span will eam

softly voiced her explanation, Fanny lifted her gaze to assess the men assembled in the room. Each of them was the epitome of male charm, with towering

dream partners that every girl yearned

with any one of them,

tray of beverages balanced gracefully in her hand,

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, she hasn’t been here half as long as

really. She sweet-talked the manager into giving her special treatment. It’s no wonder she gets all

idea she could be so