A teen barista became Karen’s target—until a man stepped out who clearly outranked everyone in the room. The morning rush at Coffee Central was in full swing when Karen Mitchell stormed to the counter, her designer handbag swinging like a weapon. "Excuse me!" she barked at the teenage barista. "I ordered a skinny vanilla latte with oat milk fifteen minutes ago!" Emma, barely seventeen with nervous eyes, glanced at the receipt. "Ma'am, you ordered regular milk. I can remake it, but there's a smal

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