Roy and Sira had separate workplaces. Roy worked as a bartender, which obviously put him in the front. While Sira was just a low-level employee assigned to the kitchen. "Thank goodness, Chef hasn't arrived yet," said Sira, relieved because the chef in the kitchen seemed to be later than her. "You must have woken up late," said a middle-aged man who suddenly appeared behind Sira. The girl tiptoed a little in surprise, "Sorry Chef. I won't do it again next time," replied Sira quickly. Her head was lowered, honestly she was very scared of the chef who seemed cold. "It's up to you. You better finish your work quickly before Mrs. Liem goes to angry," said the chef while taking a knife, preparing to slice the meat. Sira nodded obediently, although she didn't seem to care, but the chef secretly observed Sira's movements and felt sorry for Sira's fate in his heart. "You're the same age as my daughter, but your fate is really unfortunate," thought the chef as he continued his work. Ther
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