"So, the problem lies with the food made by those chefs?" Nolan asked, taking a slow sip of his tea.
Eliza also took a sip and was pleasantly surprised by its refreshing taste. A happy smile spread across her chubby face as her eyes curved into crescent moons.
"Something like that." Shion let out a soft sigh, rubbing her temples. "I asked the management of each restaurant about their departure, and they all gave the same answer—they wanted to gain experience. But honestly, I suspect someone is working behind the scenes."
"Oh?" Nolan smiled faintly. "And what makes you think that?"
Shion straightened her posture, her expression turning serious.
