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Sold to the billionaire

Chapter 8 Bad Mistake

Word Count: 1388    |    Released on: 04/07/2022

at the people of New York have to take coffee in the evening. My boss had hired a new waitress to balance the work load that was already overwhelming mine.

he felt the money he will get from my marriage would help him set up a business that would equally help the family. in other words, my father and the rest of my family had touchdowns secretly and discussed how they were going to divide the $3000000 among themselves. they had seen benefit and profit from this union at

offee shop. I was trying to balance the orders that I had gotten from at least three custo

he time during the day, it was used to hold the events for children parties whenever the money of the customers paid was enough to stand for the profits of the day. our boss was a Kind woman who took into the consideration of her employers. she

re to give me two of those

I ask as I Flash a pol

ut what more you could offer me, sweet ch

e was something extremely off with the men who came to get coffee in the evening. I had noticed that behaviour within the past month. There was always someone with a dark suit sitting in one of those corners bordering coffee-and-doughnut. most of the time they did not even tend to finish the coffee complaining about the

for my waffles,'' one of the me

juggle towards the shelf of Doughnuts and to

le 17, an iced c

as she finishes making the cappuccino. she draws it towards the beaut

d. at the customer's here really tha

nestly overbearing. There are however some sweet Souls over here. They are people who

For table 13, two sugars, jus

d place them on a white tray. I stop at the lodge shelf as I pull out

tiful young woman with her coffee. I make a point to serve ta

.'' the man says rudely. I take a deep breath and remind myself that this was not the day to pick fights with a customer. I needed this job in order to mak

shifts. Forgive me if you were not served to

spill any, I receive a thank-you from the polite woman. I offer her a smile as I pick up my tray and return to Ward's the k

an shouts, "And where's

would you like me to get you some?'

doing? If you don't have the money to hire people who know what they're doing, then I don't think you should be in business at all.'' I wonder where all his attitude is coming from.

the shell and open the little cabinet. I take t

our honey,

ince your doughnuts taste li

I ask, hoping that he d

ut brains,'' he comments, sma

mist

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