As the matriarch of the Newton family, she should have been enjoying a lavish dinner with her family, indulging in the good life.

Instead, she was hiding in this run-down, cockroach- and rat-infested place, without even hot water to shower.

“I really want something delicious,” Mrs. Newton muttered, staring at the photos Sylvia had posted online. Her mouth watered at the sight.

She craved good food, but being stuck in “California,” there was no way she could suddenly appear at the restaurant to dine with her family.

“I’ll just order delivery,” she decided.

Her previous delivery experience hadn’t gone well, but her craving was too strong to resist. She’d never...