The Secretly Rich Man

Chapter 241

Gerald Crawford:The Secretly Rich Man Novel (Invisible or Poorest) Chapter 241 ”What do you want?” Gerald never thought he would bump into Sara coincidentally, therefore, hesimply replied coldly,

“Hehe. I would like to ask you something. After giving me a slap in the face earlier this morning, whatare you feeling and what is your mood right now that you are standing in front of me in this capacity asa waiter?” Sara asked bitterly.

Sara felt a lot of regrets and resentments in her heart after getting a slap in the face. She was also veryembarrassed because of how Gerald had outdone her.

These emotions had been troubling Sara for the whole day! She just could not wait to take revenge onhim.

Gerald replied as he smiled bitterly, “I do not feel anything at all. Just speak up now if you haveanything you want to say. I am busy!”

“Hahaha! Busy my ass! Gerald, go! Bring me a napkin!” Sara replied as she pointed at a napkin box atthe side.

“You are a waiter now, so you should serve your customers well. Otherwise, I am going to complainabout your attitude to your manager!” Sara continued her endless chattering.

Gerald was also starting to feel a little frustrated. However, he felt that what she said made sense. Afterall, he was indeed a waiter now.

Thus, he picked a napkin before he handed it over to her.

“I don’t want it. My shoes are dirty! I want you to polish it for me!” Sara replied, as proud as a peacock.

“Did you hear that? Sara wants you to polish her shoes for her! Hmph! I initially thought that the GeraldSara was talking about was a tall and handsome man. I am really very disappointed after meeting younow!”

“Yes! Aren’t you supposed to be rich? Why are you working as a waiter in a bar then? Ahh! It is totallydisgusting when a pauper like you who has no money at all pretends to be a big shot who has a lot ofmoney!”novelbin

“Hehe. Sister Xabi was right! Some people are willing to do anything just to save their own face!”

All the girls sneered as they stared at Gerald. Meanwhile, Sara still had her foot raised as she waited.

However, Gerald did not polish her shoes for her. Instead, he simply placed the napkin aside and said,“If you really want someone to wipe your feet for you, you should leave the Mayberry CommercialStreet. You can go to the bar at the Red Mansion instead. There would also be people who would bewilling to lick your feet there!”

After he was done speaking, Gerald turned around and left immediately.

“You, you, you!” Sara was furious.

He was actually asking her to look for a gigolo!

However, after thinking about it, Sara did not feel that angry or frustrated anymore. Instead, she wasactually rather happy.

After all, all of her worries that had been bothering her for the entire day had finally been completelyeliminated. It felt as though a huge load had been removed from her chest.

She truly thought that Gerald was very wealthy and that it was very likely that he was the owner of theLamborghini.

If that was indeed the case, Sara would rather be dead. She would have offended a very rich heir!

Sara had even been thinking about how great it would have been if her first encounter with Gerald hadbeen much better.

In short, Sara had been filled with regrets and had been feeling very depressed throughout the wholeday.

In the end, when she came out at night to relieve her boredom, she realized that Gerald’s status wascompletely different compared to what she had imagined him to be. He was simply a pathetic jerk whowould do anything just to save his own face.

She felt much more comfortable now!

“Just let this pathetic jerk leave now! Sisters, come! Let’s continue drinking!”

After returning to the bar, Gerald continued working, and soon, he was finally done moving all theliquors. The entire process was pretty depressing.

Gerald figured that there was nothing else for him to do here, so he decided to inform Cassandra thathe would be leaving first.

Gerald went to the room that Cassandra was in. At this time, there was a group of men and womendrinking together in the room.

“Come, come, Teacher McGregor! You lost again. You can choose to either drink up this bottle of redwine in one gulp or take off a piece of your clothing!” A pudgy middle-aged man who was sitting veryclosely next to Cassandra at this time was speaking very pervertedly.

“I did not lose! It’s obvious that you were just trying to trick me!” It could be seen that Cassandra reallyhated this short and fat middle-aged man. She also hated the current situation very much, and she wasstruggling to deal with the situation.

“Hahaha, do you mean to say that if you lose because I tricked you, that means that you did not lose atall? If you refuse to drink the red wine, you should take off your clothes! Hehe!” After he was donespeaking, the pudgy middle-aged man grabbed Cassandra’s skirt as he tried to lift it up.

“Are you f*cking sick?”