Chapter 3They Hunted the Wrong Monster

Staring at the mountain of exquisite dishes piled high on the table, Connor finally grinned.

"Babe," he said, barely able to contain his glee as he delivered the line he'd been rehearsing, "I can't stand people who waste food. You ordered so much… if you can't finish it, I don't think I can help you with the bill."

I feigned shock. "What? All of this? You expect me to eat all of this by myself?"

His smile was pure poison, the hidden camera on his chest zooming in for a tight shot of my panicked expression. "What's wrong? Feeling the pressure now? You seemed pretty happy when you were ordering."

In the livestream, the comments were a waterfall of ridicule.

“Here we go! My favorite part!”

“Connor is a legend! He tricked her into ordering for ten people. $95k! Hahaha, she is so done.”

“She had the balls to order it, though. I'm a big guy and I can't finish one king crab by myself. She ordered ten.”

“And she was pretending she didn’t want anything before. I thought she was just greedy, I didn’t know she was this stupid too!”

“Tonight’s entertainment is top-tier. I can't wait to see her eat until she throws up and then start crying for help!”

Connor savored the comments for a moment before turning his attention back to me.

"What are you staring at me for? Eat."

But I didn’t burst into tears and beg for forgiveness as they’d all fantasized. Instead, a contented smile spread across my face as I picked up my knife and fork.

"Thank you, Connor. In that case, I won't be polite."

Under a sea of disbelieving eyes, I devoured every last bite of the ten-person meal.

I didn't even leave a single grain of rice from the abalone risotto.

Honestly, if I wasn't afraid of making too much of a scene, I probably would have eaten the king crab shells, too.

It felt like something I used to do, a long, long time ago.

I must have been starving, I thought.