fanqie novel
Chapter 274
Chapter 274
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.”
Intrigued, Bruce 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 drink?”Text content © NôvelDrama.Org.
He stealthily glanced at the uncharacteristically quiet Marcus, curiously wondering what concoction Millie might have devised. “The most popular drink within a three-day span will eam a permanent spot on our menu.”
Having 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 heights of at least six feet and remarkable talents to boot.
They were the dream partners that every girl yearned for. If she managed to form a bond with any one of them, it would signify a paradisiacal transformation for her future life.
The moment Fanny strolled into the private room, a tray of beverages balanced gracefully in her hand, two servers shared whispered words of envy back in the hallway.
Awaitress 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, she hasn’t been here half as long as me. It’s just not right.”
A fellow waiter hushed her 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 all the perks.”
“Thad no idea she could be so calculating.”
“Don't be fooled by her gentle act. Haven't you noticed her makeup is all high-end international brands? After work, she parades around in fancy designer clothes.
Could we ever afford that? She’s clearly on the hunt for a sugar daddy.”
Unbeknownst to them, Millie was in earshot and overheard their bitter gossip. She simply lowered her head, focusing on her drink preparation.
Though this drink was simple to make, it was difficult to perfect. Still, she didn’t want to compete. Being liked by all was a dream, but not being popular was also just fine.
Honey lemonade, a simple concoction her grandmother made for her as a child.
Every morning before school, she’d have a large jar of the refreshing drink in her schoolbag, perfect for those thirst-quenching moments on her journey.