The moment we entered the facility and he saw how my sauces were prepared, poured into jars and boxed, ready to be shipped to specialty stores around Europe, I knew he was impressed. He cocked a brow and wrapped his arm around my waist, kissing my temple. “This is really something,” he said as the empty jars rolled by, ready to be filled at the next station. “Want a taste?” “Sure.” At a station, I asked an employee to let Rial test taste the contents of a jar. “Wow,” he said as he licked his lips. “This is really good.” “Rial,” Errol said as he came out of his office and joined us. “Glad you could come. So what do you think of your Lilly now?” “I’m even more impressed with her than I was before, though I’m hardly surprised. I knew she was a smart and talented woman.” “She certainly is. She was able to pinpoint what was missing on store shelves and she went for it.” “Okay,” I said, holding my head between my hands. “If you guys don’t stop, my head won’t fit through the door anymore.”
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