Seafood Feast on My Tab? Think Again のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 1 - チャプター 8

After taking a deep breath, I aggressively tapped my screen."Look, I'm just neighbors with the owner next door. He's a nice guy and invites me over for dinner sometimes."I'm telling the truth. But if you guys don't mind, we can have the party at my family's diner. I can ask my mom to buy some fresh seafood from the market. She's an amazing cook, and I promise you won't be disappointed."After I hit send, the group chat fell dead silent again.A long moment passed before someone finally replied, "That greasy diner next door? Gross. If we're going there, count me out for Saturday.""Same here."Stanley immediately chimed in, tagging everyone. "Don't worry, guys. We're going to the place in the dropped pin I sent earlier. There's no mistake. See you all Saturday."The chat erupted instantly."@Dylan, I want lobster crudo. Slice it thin.""Steamed king crab for me. Don't crack the legs too much.""My kid only eats fatty tuna belly. Make sure you prepare extra portions."A male

The next day was Saturday.Around noon, my front door was suddenly pounded on with brutal force."Dylan! Open up!" Stanley's booming voice cut straight through the door."We're here to pick you up! Dylan!"The pounding turned into heavy fist thuds, making the entire hallway vibrate.A next-door neighbor poked their head out to see what the commotion was. Stanley quickly explained, "We're Dylan's coworkers, just picking him up for lunch."When he turned back to the door, his smile turned malicious. "Dylan, your grandma is still at that nursing home, right? If you don't open this door right now, we're going to pay her a visit!"A surge of fury rushed through me. I yanked the door open, but before I could utter a word, a hand aggressively gripped my collar."What took you so long?" Stanley had an incredibly strong grip. Without another word, he began dragging me toward the elevator.Two other male coworkers flanked me, pinning my arms so I couldn't break free."Dylan, you're the

David was the first to slam his hand on the table and stand up. "Stanley Graham!"His face was flushed red, his veins popping as he jabbed his finger right at Stanley's nose."You were the one who kept saying this was Dylan's place! You were the one inviting everyone in the group chat! Now that things blew up, you better take responsibility!"Stanley scrambled up from the floor and roared back like a madman, "Hey! All of you ate too! Who ate the lobster? Who chewed on the king crab? Did all 24 bottles of whiskey go into my stomach?"He pointed a finger directly at David's nose. "You finished three pounds of lobster meat. Don't act all innocent now!"Willow Holmes from HR slammed her doggy bags onto the table and crossed her arms with a cold sneer. "Stanley, you were the one who started the sign-up list for this dinner in the chat. We're all victims of your scam.""Victims?"Stanley's piercing laugh grated on everyone's ears. He pointed aggressively at the four bulging gift bags

That night, Stanley posted a lengthy update on his Instagram, spinning a massive sob story packed with crying emojis."I must have been blind to ever treat Dylan like my friend. He set me up from the very beginning, keeping quiet on purpose and watching everyone jump straight into a trap. His family's diner is at the address below. Does someone so malicious even deserve to be in business?"Below the text, he attached clear photos of our diner's storefront, capturing the address and unit number perfectly.Feeling that wasn't enough, he forwarded the post to every single group chat he could find.Instantly, his comment section erupted into a frenzy. People who didn't know the truth started echoing the insults, some screenshotted the post to share it around, and others messaged him privately to ask what happened.Stanley replied to every single person, getting more and more worked up as he went. He sounded as if he'd been hit with the world's biggest injustice.I looked at the scree