Undercover Boss: riches, romance and ridiculousness

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soreness. His body ached in places he didn't even know existed, and his arms felt like they'd been

he was used to at his mansion. But he had to remind himself-this was the life he wanted. No more luxury. No more ca

and a mysterious leftover that might have been there when the last tenant lived here. "Guess I'll

buses seemed to always be late-he had seen people standing at the same stop since he left his apartment. But worst of all, the noise. Why was the city s

the counter, wiping down the espresso machine. She looked up

an't get enough o

ding him an apron. "Yo

ill stained with yesterday's milk disaster. Ethan felt optimistic. After all, he was a quick learner, wasn't he

w

bbed a cup, filled it with ice, and went to pour the milk. That's when disaster struck. The milk carton was

trying to mop up the

rly past the point of being surprised by his mistakes.

re counter. Feeling victorious, he went to add the espresso shot. Only, he hadn't put the cup u

op. "You're worse than my nephew,

, the girl he'd met yesterday, walked up to the counter, looking like she had just finished r

an as she ordered. "Large

greet her when she added, "And make

d himself. He grabbed a cup, carefully pressing the right button this time, and

y as she accepted the cup. "We'l

e, isn't she?" Ethan said, wa

he just doesn't have time for nonsense. You might want to keep your charm in check

of coffee," Ethan said with a grin

ed. "Good lu

l slower than the other employees. Customers were starting to notice. A couple of regulars raised their eyebrows when they saw

the hang of it," he mumbled to himself, but it w

could be so draining? He slumped down in one of the chai

andwich. "You get used to it. The tri

world is this?" Ethan groaned, taking a bite of the sandwich. It was surprisingl

e's an art form, my fri

e as ever. He was still wearing his suit and tie,

Ethan said sarcastic

wn across from Ethan. "You're missing out on a big meeting wi

iness trip," Ethan said, waving him of

behind the counter. "It...

led him back to the counter. "Break's

k every now and then and gave a customer two muffins instead of one, but he was improving. By cl

d with a small smile as th

the counter. "But you know what? I

him, clearly sk

it's... nice, in a weird way. No board meetings, no investors breath

on't get too comfortable.

ned. "I'll

reat at making coffee yet, but he was getting there. And for the first time in a long time, he felt like he was doing so

. But for now, Ethan was just happy th