She ignored the urging of the customers behind her as she tasted the ravioli.
The next instant, she froze on the spot.
It was something that she had never tasted before.
It was just a simple ravioli, but the taste was rich and beyond imagination. Not to mention, the sauce w
as so delicious that she could not stop eating.
Without a doubt, it was the best ravioli she had ever eaten.
To put it more precisely, it was the best food she had ever tasted so far.
Ravioli should be a bad choice on such a hot day. Yet, it‘s so delicious.
“Wendy.” Arielle knocked on the table and reminded her. “Please make way for the customers behind y
ou.”
Wendy did not hear clearly what Arielle said as she was still amazed by the taste.
“Wendy!”
Arielle raised her tone, and Wendy finally regained her
senses.
Wendy locked her eyes on Arielle, overwhelmed with envy.
How could she make such good ravioli? Is she really better than me in all aspects?
“Are you leaving or not?” Arielle furrowed her brows. “If not, I might need to call someone to send you a
way.”
Biting her lip, Wendy put down the bowl and left miserably.
“What a waste!” Terry stared at Wendy‘s bowl, which was still full of ravioli. “Can I order another one?”
“No way,” Arielle responded mercilessly. “You‘ve already had three bowls. Please give others a chance
as there‘s not much left.”.
Terry was left with great disappointment.
As soon as Wendy left, Susanne showed up.
She went to the restroom. However, since it was after school, all the restrooms were crowded. Thus, sh
e spent a long time waiting for her turn.
Susanne did not go to Wendy‘s stall right away, but she stopped by Arielle‘s stall first.
Seeing the crowd at the stall, Susanne was left befuddled.
Why do so many people like to eat ravioli?
Right then, Arielle suddenly announced, “Everyone, I‘m sorry. The ravioli is sold out. Thanks for lining u
p for so
long. Sasha, please treat everyone a drink.”
“Okay. Please follow me for those who line up but cannot buy ravioli.” Sasha waved her hand. With
that, the crowd left one after another in great disappointment.
As the crowd dispersed, Arielle spotted Susanne right away.
She immediately greeted the latter while bringing out a bowl of ravioli.
“Mrs. Nightshire, I’ve reserved one portion for you. I made it myself. Please have a try.”
Susanne displayed an awkward expression as she took the bowl with her hands.
She noticed the remaining crowd staring at her as she lifted her head. To put
it more precisely, they were staring at the bowl in her hands.
She could not wrap her head around it. “What‘s going
on?”
Those students shook their heads, murmuring while they left. “She‘s so lucky.”
Susanne was left even more puzzled upon hearing that. With that, she took a spoon of ravioli and blew
it gently.
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