Chapter 224


    Gerald Crawford:The Secretly Rich Man Novel (Invisible or Poorest) Chapter 224


    So what if the Michelin was costly? Couldn’t he afford eating here every day?


    Queta could not stop Gerald from quickly booking a nice table directly from the inte.


    In the end, Gerald decided to bring Queta into the Michelin Restaurant.


    “Hello, Sir. The number of guests?


    After they entered the restaurant, the waitress walked over and greeted them with a smile.


    “Two of us! I have already booked a table!”


    Gerald replied calmly.


    The waitress frowned a little. After all, no matter how she looked at the two, neither looked like they


    could afford to eat at the Michelin Restaurant.


    However, she simply nodded politely because of her professionalism.


    She was about to ask Gerald which table he had booked.


    At this time, a couple of men and women walked over to them.


    When the girl saw Gerald, she was utterly stunned. “Gerald, why are you here? You actually came to


    the Michelin Restaurant?”


    “Ehh? Sara?”


    Gerald was a little surprised to see Sara, who was exceptionally beautiful today. She was dressed in a


    ck and tight short dress.


    Gerald could clearly remember everything that happened at Felicity’s birthday banquet. The crazy


    woman had thrown her cell phone away, even sshing a ss of water on him just because he


    touched it.


    He was furious at that time, seriously considering looking for Sara to avenge himself. As a result, the


    madwoman had taken off, and he found nobody when he tried to look for her


    Gerald was filled with hatred and resentment for the past few days because of this matter.


    Unexpectedly, he would run into her at the Michelin Restaurant, early in the morning.


    “Hmph! Why are you saying my name out loud? Who said that you can say my name as and when you


    want to? Gerald, unexpectedly a pathetic person like you actually dare toe to this kind of ce?


    Oh my. You even have a girlfriend?”


    Sara uttered in contempt when she saw the woman standing next to Gerald.


    “Sara, do you know these two?”


    Anky and attractive boy standing next to Sara stared coldly at Gerald and Queta.


    “Of course I know him. He’s just a pauper in Felicity’s ss. Didn’t you say that the Michelin is


    Mayberry City’s most exclusive restaurant? How can the likes of these two enter a restaurant like this?


    Just look at what they wear!”


    Sara clutched Finn’s arm as sheined impatiently.


    She was initially thrilled that she had the chance to dine in at the posh and ssy Michelin Restaurant.


    Women were inherently vain.


    Sara and Finn sat by therge ss window, and everyone who passed had a clear view of what was


    going on inside. Their envious nces ted Sara greatly. A brief introduction of Finn, by the way.


    Finn was also a student from Sunnydale University. Being one of the rich heirs, he instantly fell in love


    with Sara after watching her live broadcast. He even went as far as to reward her with three thousand


    dors. Unbeknownst to him, he had gradually be Sara’s biggest fan and also her ambiguous


    lover.


    So, there they were, enjoying their meal together in a ce they could rave about. However, Sara


    completely didn’t expect she would run into, of all persons, Gerald, when she returned from the


    washroom.


    It was all too humiliating.


    “Hahaha! Don’t worry about it, Sara. You probably said it right. These two are probably here to work.


    How could they possibly afford to eat here?” Finn hurriedly coaxed Sara. Copyright by N?v/elDrama.Org.


    “Hmph! Like I care! Anyway, thest person I want to see in the morning is this.. thing. It really


    dampens my spirits. This is really dampening my spirit! I’d like to give the word to your manager: stop


    hiring such low-ss waiters. You people should have gotten staff that that fit your ss. Otherwise,


    what other rich fools apart from us would dine here?”


    Sara continued acting like a spoiled brat, mocking the waitress as she went on a patronizing rampage.


    “Ahh? Deardy… these are not our waiters! Perhaps they are guests who are here to dine in?” she


    quickly told Sara.


    Staring at Gerald from top to bottom, she perhaps sounded a little condescending since she’d been


    looking down on Gerald since the beginning.


    “Damn it? Not a waiter?”


    Sara was taken aback.


    At this point, Gerald had enough.


    He stared coldly at the waitress. “Have you said enough? Where’s the table I booked? Hurry up and


    bring me to my table right now. I came here today to try your food!”