[Rosie's POV]
It's like I'm staring at a castle built in the sky and can't reach it but I will today.
My team had the brightest smile as we were all staring at the height of the building and how it glamorously reflects its luxury.
I heaved a sigh and turned to look at them while offering a faint smile.
There were just three but what's the purpose of cooking if there's no team work.
I glanced at them, Xandra, my assistant who always holds a suitcase like it's a corporate job but inside lies ingredients.
She looks the most excited, probably because she'd use this place to boast her social media handles.
Candace has his head lowered, still frightened that I was mad at him earlier for giving my contact to Damien's spy.
I figured out earlier because while I was trying to bake the cake, he called to inform me that someone requested my contact.
Somehow, I beckoned him to describe how the person looks and if there's anything weird about this stranger.
