7- His cupcake

“What do you mean by that, Thalia” Elara had shock on her face, “presentation in front of their administration staff?”

Elara had never heard of it. Thalia just informed her that she will be called for a presentation about her baked goods. The corporate people wanted to make sure that their elite guests were satisfied with the services.

“Hey, love. This is our first elite corporate order. You just have to tell them how you make your stuff. Ask about their preferences. Try to offer them a variety if by any chance any of their guests is allergic to something.”

Elara felt her feet getting cold. A presentation in front of a bunch of people. She swallowed her spit when her dear friend held her by her shoulders,

“Elara Smith. Remember? You wanted to do an MBA and failed the admission test. That degree also required presentations. Do it! So that you can give a flying fu*ck to that university. This presentation will not be for those corporate people. It will be for that university. You don’t n