Dennis’s family was the first in the village to open a restaurant. You’d think that meant they would have made a fortune, but it turned out just the opposite. Other families who opened restaurants later all did well, but theirs barely scraped by. Her grandparents and uncles had a reputation for being dishonest and never kept their word, so even during peak tourist season, hardly anyone wanted to eat there. Off-season was even worse. Over the years, the restaurant just managed to break even, and their lives were nothing special.
No one in the family was interested in hard work. They all hung around the restaurant, doing as little as possible, never looking for any other job.
Right then, a few tourists stepped into Anchor & Oyster. It was lunchtime, but the place was nearly empty. When Paul spotted the group, he rushed to greet them, forcing a big, friendly smile.
“What can I get for you?” he asked.
“We’re by the sea, so of course we want seafood,” one of the tourists said. “Where do you keep it? We want to pick out our own.”
Paul led them over. These tourists didn’t hold back, going straight for the most expensive seafood in the tanks. As they picked out the priciest items, Paul was already running the numbers in his head, calculating how much he’d make off this table. His smile got even wider.
There were two women in the group, and one of them kept glancing at Paul. She looked him up and down so much that he started to feel awkward. He wasn't as handsome as Dennis had been, but he was still better looking than most guys his age. He’d kept himself in decent shape. Maybe she had a thing for older men with a bit of charm.
“Excuse me, do you have a niece named Isabella?” the woman suddenly asked.

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