Alana was enjoying a cup of hot tea along with a freshly prepared piece of toast by Camila. The warm bread with wisps of steam still wafting from it kept her company as she focused on the flat object in front of her. She was reviewing reports about the progress of the bakery now under her supervision. She hadn't anticipated that the bakery, which was so famous when it first started, would now only have a few loyal customers who were faithful to buying the cakes from her late mother-in-law's shop.

"I need to start making corrections and changes," Alana mumbled to herself while scrolling through her laptop screen. She...