A One Night Stand With My Boss

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An employee quickly glanced at the cockroach on the floor, then lunged forward and stomped down hard.

Crunch- The cockroach was dead under his foot.

The diners‘ faces immediately showed expressions of disgust.

Amid the chaos, the employee leaned toward a man, whispering, “Sir, how about we handle this privately? I can offer you a $50 gift card as compensation.”

The man became furious. “Are you trying to solve this with money? This is an insult!”

“Really, is that how it is?”

“Are you trying to buy me off?”

The crowd started murmuring.

Under the tattooed man’s resolute gaze, the employee said helplessly, “We are truly very sorry.”

After one of the employees called Tabitha, he approached the tattooed man and whispered, “Our boss is willing to offer you $1,000 as compensation.”

The employee smiled hopefully at the man. On the phone, Tabitha said that the man was clearly causing trouble by extorting money. $1,000 was just to get rid of a beggar, which she could afford. Later, they could even accuse him of blackmail.

The tattooed man crossed his arms, smiling at the employee. “Oh, $1,000 is supposed to be a lot?”

The employee didn’t expect him to call it out and panicked.

“A thousand dollars?” exclaimed a diner.

“If it were me, I’d take the money.”

“Right, why couldn’t it be me?”

“Hahaha, I’d love to make that money…”

“Sir, if I were you, I’d take the money.”

The tattooed man smirked coldly. “I’ll make it clear today. I don’t want a penny.”

He took the bowl of soup in front of him and made a call to the Health Department.

“You’re here to stir trouble, aren’t you?” a bold employee tried to snatch his phone, but the tattooed man’s strong arm blocked him. He couldn’t snatch it.

The other employees spotted the man’s tattoos and knew better than to provoke him. They held back the bold employee, telling him there was no need to go this far for a job. Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

The tattooed man made two more calls to the Consumer Protection Agency. He guarded his soup until government officials arrived. They conducted a full inspection of the hygiene conditions and ordered an immediate business suspension for rectification. Tabitha was called over to sign the rectification notice.

Claire, in her own diner, was surprised to hear about the incident. Such events were rare in new establishments.

“Claire, your shop is so clean and transparent, and we feel secure eating here.”

“Yeah, everyone wears masks and gloves while preparing food, and they clean whenever possible. I’ll never go to that other diner again. I’ll stick to your place for ravioli.”

Claire nodded with a smile. She looked over at the sealed ravioli diner, and felt like the young owner looked somewhat familiar. Tabitha stared at her sealed shop, kicked it hard in anger, and immediately redialed the unknown number that called in the morning.

Camila answered, “Hello, what is it now?”

Tabitha, unable to suppress her rage, clenched her teeth and said, “Using such filthy tactics, you’re really something!”

“Go be crazy somewhere else!” Camila was baffled.

“Someone wreaked havoc in my ravioli diner, and you are playing innocent here?” Tabitha clenched her fists angrily.

“Crazy!” Camila hung up and blocked the number.

Tabitha’s ravioli diner had an issue? Camila immediately called Claire..

“Yes, they say there was a cockroach in one customer’s ravioli, and now the diner’s been sealed for rectification,” Claire explained.

“I got it. Remember to call me immediately if anything happens. Actually, call Cole. He’s closer,” Camila instructed, worried that Tabitha’s vengeful nature might target her mother,


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