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Instead, disappointment flooded through me. “Sir, we have an issue,” my assistant said. The worry on their face made me push all other concerns aside for the moment. “I just saw a copy of the order form that went out. All of Aria’s usual orders are entirely missing.” I checked the date and realized it was Monday. God, I’d been so distracted all day. It was only Monday and I was already falling behind. The orders always went out on Monday, but I had to sign off on everything first. Usually Aria brought hers directly to me here in the office. How could this happen?

I pulled her old plaid blanket over my legs, opened my laptop, and let the glow of the screen light up my tired face. The Sweet Theory’s dashboard loaded slowly, like even the server was grieving. Empty. Everything was gone. No inventory logs. No scheduled orders. No archived menus. Just blank pages and an error message I didn’t know how to fix. I hovered over the “Invoices” tab and clicked. Only one entry stared back at me. One I’d ignored ever since it came in, two weeks before the fire. The bulk order. The anonymous one. High-paying. Massive quantity. Delivery scheduled for next month.

"No mom. I already ate earlier hehe. By the way, why is the shop so quiet? Did you just open it?" "Recently the shop has been very quiet. Maybe it's because of the rainy season so everyone prefers to stay at home." "Why don't you just make a delivery order?” "What? Sir, I'm sorry but ordering delivery isn't that easy. Besides, we don't have a motorbike. My mother will also get sick if she has to go around delivering orders," said Naya, not agreeing with her crazy teacher's idea. "Naya is right.” "Excuse me, I want to order fried rice to take home," said one of the customers who had just arrived.

Max’s expression remains blank as he blinks at me. “There haven’t been any deliveries today,” he states. “Oh…well did Grant leave an order number?” I ask. “Maybe it’s delayed. I can check on it.” Max shakes his head. “There are no order numbers here…we don’t have anything expected.” What? That doesn’t make any sense. I furrow my brow, but thank him as I walk away. I pull out my phone, calling the store that we had submitted the order to so I can see if there was some sort of mistake.

Soon, almost everyone over the age of fifteen had arrived, and everyone skillfully began packaging. I was busy for three hours and only managed to pack a few thousand. Lena yawned and heard Charlotte scream, "Lena! There are not just a few thousand orders left! I checked and there are a total of several thousand people who have canceled their orders backstage. Currently, I have received over ten thousand messages from people, all saying they won't cancel their orders." Lena couldn't believe it. In other words, there were still over ten thousand orders left, all of which were clearly to be shipped.

"Still no reply?.." Looking at Mr.Panderson coming in with a coffee and a solemn face, I knew the news will be the same as everyday since a few days ago. "Here's you coffee sir…apparently there's no reply from Aeternum store Ms. Yvone yet..they also haven't receive others offers..". (Mr. Panderson)

The sheer number of inquiries made Nora uneasy. Something about it didn’t feel right. She quickly texted Eric: [I just received a flood of order requests—way more than usual. Something’s off. Can you check if someone’s trying to mess with us?] He replied almost immediately. [Got it. I’ll look into it right now. Don’t stress too much—it might just be that our recent promotions are finally paying off.] Nora stared at the screen, but the unease in her chest wouldn’t go away.

Each line ended cleanly, as if excess words were considered weakness. He noticed something then that he had missed before. The rules did not tell him what would happen if he failed. They did not need to. The next day, he was summoned without ceremony. No explanation. No urgency. Just a quiet request delivered with the confidence that refusal was unthinkable. The office was smaller than he expected. Sparse. Orderly. Everything in its place, including the man behind the desk. “Sit,” came the instruction, identical in tone to the day before. He did.

What happened? I checked the other phone and found it was still going. I unmuted it. “Nora?” “Yes ma’am” “Cancel the order. Next time” “Okay ma’am”

Hindi rin naman siya hinayaan na ng lalaki na magluto dahil mas okay raw kung mag-oorder na lang sila. "Wala pa, hindi pa naman kasi sinasabi kung kailan ang pasukan namin. At isa pa, hindi pa kami nag-o-orientation kaya chill ka lang pwede? Haha." pakiramdam tuloy ni Yesha ay mas excited pa ito kaysa sa kanya.