Female Novel
Chapter 41 The Proud Mistress
All of a sudden, an inner door opened slowly. A tall woman walked out. "What's going on here? Who's
disturbing the peace of this shop this early morning?" she asked with an impatient frown.
The woman looked angry, but when she saw Farris, the frown on her face immediately changed into a
smile. She said in a flattering tone, "Good morning, Mr. Rivera. It's a great honor to have you in our
shop today! What brings you here? Is there anything you need help with?"
She then looked at the shop attendants and scolded them, "Hey, you all didn't do well. Why didn't you
come to inform me that Mr. Rivera is here? He's an important person that deserves a special welcome.
Where are your brains at? Am I paying you to be figureheads here?"
The tall woman shot them a glare and then turned back to Farris. With an apologetic expression, she
added, "I'm sorry, Mr. Rivera. My employees are so thoughtless that they kept you waiting. I promise
this won't repeat itself. Now just tell me what I can help you with today."
As soon as she finished speaking, she noticed Horace standing close by. She eyed him from head to
toe and then said to the attendants, "Why is he still standing here? Why didn't you call the security to
kick this pauper out immediately? His poverty-stricken aura would affect Mr. Rivera's mood!"
The woman's words made Gussie confused. 'Did Mr. Rivera ask Libby Davies to come here because
he wants to humiliate this man in a big way? If so, why did he ask me to assist him in choosing a
perfect gift? Phew! Reading his mind is an arduous task. Something is weird, but I can't put my finger
on it!'
Libby was the manager of this BVLGARI shop and the woman that called Horace a pauper just now.
"Libby, what the hell are you talking about? Fuck! How dare you call Mr. Warren a pauper? Are you out
of your mind?" Farris instantly became furious when he heard Libby's words. After the first roar, he
continued, "Libby, no wonder all the shop attendants are rude and ill-mannered. It turns out that they
learned such manners from you. Aargh! Why didn't I know you were this kind of person.
Now I have realized that you are a small-minded bigot! What the hell are you doing? I'm so mad at you.
If you know what's good for you, better apologize to Mr. Warren now. Otherwise, I will beat the hell out
of you. Don't blame me for being cruel at that time!"
Farris angrily cursed and warned Libby at the same time. He was shouting so much that her mouth flew
open in shock.
It took a while before she finally found her tongue. In confusion, she asked, "Mr. Rivera, why are you
standing up for such a poor loser?"
"Fuck! Libby, did you just call him a poor loser? I made a wild guess before, but now I am certain that
you have gone mad. Didn't I just correct you? How dare you open your mouth to call him that
derogatory term?"
Farris roared and slapped Libby's left cheek with his strong right hand.
The sound of the slap echoed in the entire shop.
It was followed by the shocked gasps of the shop attendants, Lana, and Gussie. Shock and
embarrassment appeared on Libby's face as she held her cheek. She screamed in pain, "Ouch!"
Afterward, she pointed at her assailant and shouted, "Farris, I respected you and addressed you as Mr.
Rivera. I shouldn't have done that at all. After all, you are just a mere rich man in this city. Why are you
behaving so arrogantly? How dare you hit me? Mark my words. I will give you a taste of your own
medicine, bastard!"
"What the hell? Who do you think you are to insult and threaten me? You are just a mere regional
manager of a BVLGARI shop. How dare you call me names? You promised to give me a taste of my
own medicine. Come on, I'm waiting for your revenge. Let me see who you would call as your avenger!
Ha-ha! Is it Fraser?"
Farris had eyes and ears everywhere in Rinas. As a result, he knew who was backing Libby.
The reason why Libby was utterly arrogant was that she was the mistress of Fraser, one of the
wealthiest men in the city.
"Fraser?" Horace was confused when he heard Farris's words. He asked curiously, "Uncle Farris, why
does that name sound so familiar?"
At this moment, Gussie smirked and gave Horace a thumbs-up. 'Humph! I have to admit that I admire
your good acting skills. I didn't expect any good thing to come out of you, let alone excellent acting. Did
I just hear you say that the name sounds familiar? Why wouldn't it? Everyone in this city knows that
Fraser is the eighth richest man here!'
"Oh, Mr. Warren, you have forgotten him? Let me refresh your memory. Do you remember that short-
sighted guy that went against you when we were having dinner at the Sea Pavilion? You taught him a
lesson that day. Fraser is the father of that rude guy!"
When Farris finished speaking, he proudly thought to himself, 'There's a wide difference between me
and Fraser. We both had dinner with Mr. Warren a few days ago, but he has completely forgotten whonovelbin
Fraser is. Now he addresses me as Uncle Farris. We are not on the same level!'
Meanwhile, Gussie also pondered, 'Mr. Rivera is getting so good at making up stories. Look at how he
said those words so easily. If I didn't know any better, I would believe him!'
"Aha! I remember him now!" It was after Farris's description that Horace finally remembered who
Fraser was. After nodding his head, he pointed at Libby and asked, "Then who is she? How is she
related to Fraser?"
"Well, she's his mistress. They have been dating secretly for quite some time now... You know, Mr.
Warren."
Farris intentionally said these words sinisterly.
"Oh, I see. That explains her pompousness. However, I want to understand why the people connected
to Fraser are so arrogant. His son was like this, and now, his lover is the same!" Horace sighed and
shook his head.
His last words angered Libby. Like a furious demoness, she shouted at him, "You fucking bastard! How
dare you insult me and Mr. Lyons? Have you no manners? Not to worry, you will know what despair is
when he comes later! No one in this city dares to step on his toes. Even the fiercest men respect him.
Farris here isn't even half the man that he is!"
Gussie was stunned when she heard Libby's angry words. She sighed, 'It seems Mr. Warren is going
all out for this trick. He really wants to humiliate this man. He doesn't want to torture him alone, and
now, he's indirectly asking Libby to call Mr. Lyons. Tut, tut, tut! This man will be doomed very soon! Oh,
I can't wait!'
Just as Gussie's excitement quadrupled, Libby took out her phone and dialed Fraser's number.
"Hello, honey! Can you hear me?" As soon as Fraser answered the call, Libby cried sadly. She then
said angrily, "Honey, someone just bullied me!"
"What? Who bullied you?" Fraser instantly became furious. He then added, "I can't believe that
someone had the audacity to bully my woman. That person is courting death!"
Fraser's voice was not low. Although Libby didn't turn on the speaker, Farris, Horace, and the others
could hear him clearly.
Farris suddenly chuckled and remarked, "Mr. Lyons, you make me laugh. It seems your arrogance is
getting worse by the day. Do you mean to say everyone is afraid of you in this city? Am I a joke to
you?"