Chapter Seventeen

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It wasn't 12 pm yet and I was so tired. I had woken up so early and rushed to 'The restaurant' to put together a surprise birthday dish. Of course, it was a huge win considering it was very urgent. I and Mr Lawrence split the money into equal halves.  "Do you think we can start cooking simple Chinese dishes here?" Paul breezed into the kitchen pinning five orders on the order wheel. "Yea, I think we should really consider other delicacies like Italian, a bit of Spanish and Chinese meals" Mia wheeled in with three more orders. I was grating nutmeg for mushroom gravy, my hands moving like a machine. At the same time, my attention was at chicken cooking in the oven; I will maybe be asking Mr Lawrence for an increment next week. "Can these people stop with the orders already?" I cried as S

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