Gerald Crawford:The Secretly Rich Man (Invisible or Poorest) Chapter 236
These sorts of people were born narcissistic.
They were capable of loving little, except for their own face and reputation.
“Excuse me, miss, but you haven’t made your order yet. Here is the list of drinks we serve. Please, take a look!”
The waitress handed the menu over to Cara.
This time, Cara was stunned.
One of her classmates sneered, “Cara, what is going on? Didn’t you say that there will be a surprise after the meal?
Where is the surprise?”
“Hmph! I’m not going to look at the menu! Let me remind you once again. This is Mr. Wade! Mr. Wade is here; I
think you should know better than not to give face.”
Cara once again summoned Quron’s name.
“I am sorry, miss. All the guests at our restaurant are young executives and big bosses. We do not give out gifts to
everyone every day.”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt“Are you serious now? Aren’t you going to give me any face at all? Do you know who Mr. Kennedy is? He’s a good
friend of mine!” Quron asked in dispute.
“I know that there is a young man named Mr. Kennedy, who comes here to eat often. We do not give him any free
gifts either,” the waitress replied with a confused look on her face.
“Damn it! You’re really not giving me any face at all, huh!”
Both Quron and Cara had unsightly expressions on their faces at the moment.
This was especially true considering how Cara’s classmates were all looking at her, laughing among themselves.
Women liked to compare everything, after all.
Even if they were all close friends, their competition instinct with one another was often powerful.
Since Cara had studied abroad and was currently working there, her group of girlfriends were already jealous of
her in the first place. If she did invoke such a strong presence on her, they would have definitely been even more
jealous and envious of her.
However, the funny thing was that it seemed as though Cara and this young man, Quron, were making fools out of
themselves.
“Forget it! You know nothing! I’m not talking to her ever again, and I don’t feel like eating here today. I want her to
know who she offended!”
Quron was also furious, slamming his hands hard on the table.
After that, he led Cara and the others out right away.
This particular might not know who he was, but the cashier girl downstairs certainly did..
He would have to gain back his face and reputation there.
After he was done speaking, he headed straight to the front desk. “I won’t be eating here after this. Hand me the
bill!”
Quron spoke way louder than he should have.
The cashier girl had no idea what was going on, but she simply printed the bill anyway.
“Hello sir, your expenditure for the night is twelve thousand dollars. Will you be paying by credit card or cash?”
“What? Twelve thousand dollars?! What about the thirty percent discount?” Cara asked in shock.
“Discount? Sorry miss, but we do not have such offers in our restaurant for the time being.”
The cashier girl naturally recognized them and simply looked at them with contempt.
After all, he spoke so loudly yet, pretended to be so generous.
Instead, he seemed so shocked and terrified when he saw the 12,000 dollar bill.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm“Have you forgotten that we ate here during lunch too? You gave me a thirty percent discount at that time, and you
even handed us a bottle of precious red wine for free.”
Cara felt as though her face had turned green.
“Of course, I remember that. However, we gave you the thirty percent discount and the bottle simply to show our
respect to our most distinguished and valuable guest. In fact, if that guest happened to be the one settling the bill,
we wouldn’t charge him for the meal at all. Oh, not to mention, it seems as though our most distinguished guest
isn’t here tonight,” explained the cashier girl with an icy tone.
“What? You’re not giving face to Quron?”
Cara was a little surprised.
But who could this distinguished and valuable guest who had come here for lunch have been?
It was Mila and Gerald.
Mila had always been a sincere and low key person. She would definitely not dine in places of such posh. So, how
could she possibly be Homeland Kitchen’s most distinguished and valuable guest?
Wait!
Could it be… Gerald?