CHAPTER FOUR HUNDRED AND FIFTY FOUR – PERSONAL TENSIONS IN THE WORKPLACE

Meanwhile, in the dining room, Marco was dealing with his own crisis. A customer had sent back their meal, claiming it wasn't up to the usual standards. "I'm terribly sorry, sir," Marco said smoothly. "Let me personally ensure your next dish is perfect." As he headed to the kitchen, he bumped into Antonio. "Hey, what's going on back there? We can't afford mistakes right now." Antonio looked stressed. "I know, I know. It's just... things with Bella are distracting me." Marco's eyes narrowed. "Sort it out. We need everyone focused." In the kitchen, chaos reigned. Chefs shouted orders, pots clanged, and tension crackled in the air. Marco grabbed the head chef, Lorenzo. "Lorenzo, what's happening? We've got complaints about the food." Lorenzo wiped his brow. "I'm sorry, boss. We're short-staffed, and there's been some... tension in the kitchen." Marco gritted his teeth. "Fix it. Now." As he turned to leave, he overheard two line cooks whispering. "Did you hear about the new place