Mrs. King

Marissa grinned happily at Rossel, her trusted employee whom she had brought along to the club. Rossel had been her first employee, joining Marissa's business venture from the very beginning. It was thanks to Rossel's expertise and dedication that the small bakery had started gaining recognition. Marissa knew she couldn't have done it alone, as she had zero knowledge about baking or desserts. But with their combined efforts and minimal funds, they had managed to survive and thrive for almost a year now.

"You promised me we would be back before twelve," Rossel reminded Marissa, echoing her words.

"Oh, come on! We're not Cinderella," Marissa retorted as Rossel tried to persuade her. It was already close to ten o'clock, so they still had a few hours to enjoy themselves.