First Love Only? I Left Him First, Now the CEO Can't Let Go novel Chapter 226

Chapter 226: Chapter 226: Suffering the Same Humiliation

Serena Jennings couldn’t believe her eyes. The server approaching her table was none other than Cynthia Fulton, who had just declared bankruptcy.

Seeing Serena caused Cynthia’s face to twist as if she’d been splashed with acid.

But now, her role was as a server at Riverview Imperial—

Just like Serena had been in the past.

Serena withdrew her gaze and glanced across at Patrick Rhodes.

Patrick wasn’t the least bit surprised to see Cynthia as a server.

Clearly, Patrick was not an idle boss; he knew exactly who the hotel hired as staff.

Serena gave Cynthia a slight smile, a genuinely friendly one.

"This uniform looks quite fitting on you."

Cynthia nearly ground her teeth to pieces.

What do you mean this uniform looks quite fitting? Does this mean Cynthia Fulton is made to be a server?!

If it wasn’t for Serena’s scheming...

Cynthia was furious, her teeth clenched tight.

The angrier Cynthia became, the broader Serena’s smile grew.

She rather enjoyed watching Cynthia look displeased, yet unable to do anything about it.

"Take this dish away, bring the next one," Patrick ordered.

Cynthia had no choice but to comply obediently.

Newcross Real Estate had indeed filed for bankruptcy, but she personally still had a small amount of debt, and apart from Riverview Imperial, no place would even hire her as a cleaner.

"You’ll definitely like this next dish."

Patrick was being mysteriously playful.

Seeing a gleam of mischief in Patrick’s eyes, Serena couldn’t help but feel a bit of anticipation.

After a long interval, the dish finally arrived.

Serena was taken aback.

"This, caught fresh today, is a top-tier, exceptionally rare Emperor Crab from the Bering Sea, weighing 27 pounds, with leg span reaching nearly two meters..."

Listening to Patrick’s enthusiastic introduction, Serena thought she knew all too well.

It was during a previous visit to Riverview Imperial when she also dealt with the same Emperor Crab, getting her hands injured in the process.

But the taste was indeed quite good.

Thinking of this, Serena suddenly looked at Patrick, only to see him assuming a domineering posture, commanding Cynthia:

"Help the guest shell the crab!"

Cynthia forced herself to reach out, but her fingers froze.

There was nothing...

Nowhere, nothing!

Cynthia searched the table and dishes inside and out, but found no tool for shelling the crab.

How was she supposed to do it?

Seeing this, Serena understood.

Patrick had invited her to dinner under the guise of needing her advice, but the true motive was to help her exact revenge.

Watching Patrick hand a steak knife to a trembling Cynthia, Serena sighed lightly.

"Forget it, let’s give her the crab-shelling tools instead."

"Serena, you’re too kind, aren’t you?"

Praised by Patrick, Serena deliberately sighed: "Ah, what can I do, I just care about the Emperor Crab!"

The comment made Patrick burst into laughter.

Nearby, Cynthia’s face turned a livid purple.

Turns out Serena cared only for the Emperor Crab; in what sense is that kindness?!

In the end, a professional chef came to shell the crab for Serena and Patrick, while Cynthia continuously cleared away crab shells.

Halfway through their meal, Patrick issued another order to Cynthia:

"Go fetch a bottle of 1982 Lafite."

Serena could clearly see Cynthia’s frail frame trembling.

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