"Ding—" At this moment, the elevator door opened.
Scott Harris led them through a beautiful corridor and into the beach.
A vast, seemingly endless stretch of beach was cordoned off, without a single person in sight. Only seagulls and the relentless crashing of waves against the shoreline created a breathtaking scene!
By the coastline, a group of waiters formed a line, placing a variety of seafood on a long table next to them.
"Today's lunch features seafood prepared by the head chef of Pacifica Island's Michelin star restaurant. Young Master Lawrence, Ms. Clark, please enjoy." Scott Harris gentlemanly pulled out a chair for Enna Clark and waited for her to sit down before pushing it in slightly. He then respectfully stood to the side, as quiet as if he had become invisible.
Enna stared at the Hairy Crab and crab utensils in front of her, dumbfounded.
What should she do if she didn't know how to use these tools?