THE BILLIONAIRE'S MISTRESS
The other workers moved backwards, scrunching up their noses and begining to panic.
Chloe's coughing got louder, her breathing difficult. "What's in this?" she managed to ask.
Loo's expression turned innocent. "Um, flour, butter, and some grated almonds." She said, as if unaware of the danger.
Roxanne and Chloe's eyes widened in horror. "Almonds?" they asked in unison, their voices barely audible.
"I'm allergic," they said simultaneously, their faces pale and sweaty.
Roxanne felt dizzy, her head spinning. "Oh my gosh, I didn't know that. Somebody call an ambulance. Oh, I'm so sorry," Loo said, her voice laced with fake concern.
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