All Chapters of Revenge Is Best Served Hot: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

10 Chapters

Chapter 1

When the penalty notice from the Food Safety Bureau arrived, I was busy preparing lunch for the workers at the construction site."Upon inspection, The Hungry Pocket fails to meet the required fire safety and hygiene standards. The dishes served exceed the acceptable limits for sodium and oil. Therefore, the closure of the restaurant is required for rectification, and a fine of 500,000 dollars will be imposed, along with compensation of 300 dollars per customer."When I saw the penalty notice, the spatula I was holding fell to the ground with a clang.But what followed was a burst of cheers."Finally, that heartless businessman is getting what he deserves!""About time!""It serves him right! He's been ripping us off with overpriced food—and he's probably even cooking with gutter oil!""500 thousand dollars is too small a fine! Who knows how much he's made off of us over the years? It should've been a million dollars!"These voices came from the workers from the nearby construc

Chapter 2

My name was Zachary Leeds, the owner of The Hungry Pocket. My business was set up next to a construction site.Three years ago, I quit my job at a big company and used up all my savings to open this budget restaurant right next to the city's largest construction site.The specialty here was a ten-dollar meal deal, tailored for workers on site.For just ten dollars, workers could enjoy a hearty plate of meatloaf or fried chicken, with unlimited sides of mashed potatoes, corn, and cornbread. In winter, we served free hot soup; in summer, we gave out free iced lemonade.It wasn't gourmet food, but it was healthy, hearty, and affordable, which was exactly what blue-collar workers needed.I priced it low just to cover the costs and keep the place running.In fact, I never intended to make a big profit. After all, my father had spent his life working on construction sites.Poor nutrition there gave him stomach cancer, and he passed away before turning 60. I didn't want other workers t

Chapter 3

But now, that charm flitting in the wind seemed to slap me in the face.I ripped the good luck charm off the plant and lit it on fire before tossing it into the drain."Mr. Leeds, when are you going to pay us the 300 dollars in compensation?"A familiar voice rang out from behind me.I turned and saw Yves, flanked by a group of workers, walking toward me like he was the king of the world.Steve shouted, "Yeah! How much money have you greedily made off of us over the years? Now, you can't even compensate us? What a dirty, rotten businessman you are!"I looked at Steve, and a wave of mixed emotions flooded me."How dare you say I'm greedy! What about you? Remember when I paid 20 thousand dollars for your son's medical bills? Why didn't you call me greedy back then?"Steve, getting even more worked up at the mention of his son, retorted, "My son was completely fine for 16 years! He ate at your restaurant for six months and got sick! It's your food that made him sick! Why did you p

Chapter 4

Blood trickled down my forehead as the rotten food hit me."Pay us the money, or we'll make sure a greedy businessman like you gets what you deserve!"I didn't even know who yelled that, but the crowd surged forward, and they started kicking and punching me.In the chaos, someone kicked me in the stomach and knocked me to the ground. I could feel a searing pain burning inside me.Someone stomped on my leg, and with a crack, I heard my shin snap. The pain was so intense that I couldn't stop screaming.But they weren't done. Yves pinned my hands down, then said to the others, "Those hands of his are the ones that cooked our food every day, and they've ruined our health! Now I'm going to break them so he can't hurt anyone else!"With that, he began smashing my fingers with a steel rod. The pain made my mind go blank, and I finally lost consciousness.When I woke up again, it was already night. The crowd had dispersed, and I was lying alone on the ground, still smelling of rotten

Chapter 5

"A four thousand minimum charge? Are you out of your mind? Why don't you go rob a bank?"As soon as the workers heard the price I quoted, they went crazy, yelling at me.One elderly worker looked at me in disappointment and said, "I thought there had been some misunderstanding and that you're like this. But now I see that everything Yves and the others said is true. I've really misjudged you!""Zachary, how could you do this? Your father used to work on construction sites too! After making it big, you turn around and cheat us workers out of our pay. Four thousand dollars for a table of food? You have no conscience!"Another worker, holding ten dollars, tried to rush into the restaurant, muttering, "Didn't you say we could always eat here for just ten bucks? Now you won't honor that?"As they were about to force their way in, I didn't show a hint of panic. In fact, a faint, almost imperceptible smile appeared on my lips.I waved my hand, and immediately, a few strong, burly bodygu

Chapter 6

My restaurant's target market wasn't regular folks at all. I was catering to the wealthy business owners. They had money, and they wouldn't care about the price. As long as the food satisfied them, they would pay anything. Four thousand dollars? Heck, they'd pay tenfold if they were happy with the food quality.That was why, from the very start, I set up a membership system and accepted only a fixed number of customers per day.To meet their needs, I turned the pond behind the restaurant into a private fishing pond. The area was quiet, and there wasn't anyone around to disturb the anglers.Just as I'd anticipated, business took off. Soon, I couldn't keep up with the number of customers, and the restaurant was booked out months in advance.The money came pouring in every day, and I couldn't help but smile every time I saw the profits.But while I was celebrating, Yves and the workers—who had been waiting for me to go bankrupt with the expensive restaurant so they could get the budg

Chapter 7

Even though the restaurant manager didn't understand, he followed my orders. He had the pond cleaned up and brought in a ton of expensive fish.Meanwhile, I contacted a company to install hidden cameras in the pond and around the area.Just as I had expected, the night after the pond was redone, the security footage showed suspicious movement.I immediately called the cops, and they arrived quickly, catching the culprits red-handed.At the same time, the people who had been deliberately placing thumbtacks on the roads to puncture tires were also caught by the police.When we arrived at the station, the culprits turned out to be people we recognized.The construction workers who had poisoned the fish and punctured the tires initially denied it, but once I showed them the surveillance footage, they had nothing else to say. They had no choice but to admit their wrongdoings.However, their glares at me were filled with murderous intent."Zachary, you treacherous asshole! How dare y

Chapter 8

I found the workers' remarks hilarious.The workers were grateful to Yves' parents for cooking them ten-dollar meals. They practically worshipped them.Yet, my ten-dollar meals were considered dirty, unsanitary, and overpriced!These people truly had double standards.I shook my head and returned to my own restaurant.The next day, the manager called in sick, so I took over some of his duties and headed out to check out potential suppliers.While passing the market where I once had bought ingredients for my budget eatery, I bumped into Yves' parents.I paused and decided to follow them.They walked through the market and eventually stopped at the dirtiest, most rundown stall. They pulled out 50 dollars and said to the owner, "Here's 50 bucks. We want the leftover, unwanted vegetable leaves and nearly rotten fruit that nobody else wants. We'll come by every day to pick it up. Make sure you have it ready for us."The owner, curious, asked, "What are you going to do with all that

Chapter 9

Yves had lied to everyone.Soon after, he dropped out of university and disappeared.The workers, especially Steve, were left dumbfounded.After eating the rotten food from Yves' parents, Steve's son fell ill again and needed another round of surgery. Unfortunately, no one could help cover the medical costs this time.Full of regret, the workers came back, pleading for another chance."Mr. Leeds, we were blind and foolish. We were mistaken about you!" they begged."We were misled by Yves! He encouraged us to do it. Otherwise, we would never have done this to you! Please forgive us and help us!"They bowed their heads repeatedly, pleading with me."We won't complain about your ten-dollar meals anymore. Without you, where would we get safe and affordable food? Please, don't hold our mistakes against us. Open the budget eatery again, please!"Seeing their tearful faces, I felt a mix of emotions, but I remained firm. "The budget eatery has been transformed into a five-star restaur

Chapter 10

With that, Steve grabbed me by the collar and lifted me up. "Call your restaurant manager. Tell him to prepare five million dollars in cash. Have him personally bring it here in an hour."I dialed the manager's number, and after a brief moment of panic, he quickly regained composure. He told Yves and Steve that if I were harmed in any way, they wouldn't get a single penny of the ransom."If he's unharmed, you'll get the full five million, and I won't call the cops."After thinking it over, Steve agreed.However, Yves kept glaring at me with a creepy look that made me feel uneasy.An hour later, the manager arrived at the abandoned factory with a large suitcase full of cash.But as soon as he entered the factory, Yves' parents appeared from the shadows.I knew that I was in a dangerous position and had to think fast to save myself. So, I turned to Yves and said, "You're an idiot. How do you know that he isn't lying to you? Do you know how heavy five million dollars in cash is

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