Chapter 414


    Gerald Crawford:The Secretly Rich Man Novel (Invisible or Poorest) Chapter 414


    “What grade will you select today?”


    Across all tables, all eyes turned to Gerald.


    “Give me your best. A hundred per pax!”


    It was what he’d been nning for all along, anyway.


    “Pfft!” Cameron andpany tried to hold in theirughter.


    What an imbecile! A hundred dors per head, plus drinks—the final bill would add up to a thousand


    dors!


    Tammy’s side of the table was equally shocked by the turn of events. They reached the same


    conclusion: Gerald was aplete fool. Anyone could see that Cameron was up to no good, provoking


    him intentionally. Yet, Gerald walked straight into his trap. Really?


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    Gerald’sck of affluence was hardly news to Tammy. She’d already agreed with Giya not to allow


    Gerald to foot this meal’s bill.


    Now, Gerald was going for the most expensive option avable? Argh! May the heavens help her!


    “I beg your pardon—that’s not what we want. Something simpler will do just fine,” Giya interceded.


    “Nope, a hundred it is. Go on, then!” Gerald was losing his temper under the barrage of jeers from


    Cameron and the rest.


    “Hmph! Let him order what he pleases. We’ll see what he does when the bill arrives,” Tammy’s cousin


    dered.


    And so, the best food in the house was brought to their table. Cameron’s table deliberately ate as


    slowly as possible. As Gerald’s table was being cleared, both parties rose in unison to pay.


    “Oh? Leaving already, Mr. Laver?”


    The cashier smiled and waved when she saw Cameron.


    Cameron made sure his wristwatch was in full view as he waved back. “Thatdy’s a good friend of


    mine,” he pointed toward Morgana. “Please set a good price for her!”


    “No problem, sir. 30% off! In fact, please ept this exquisite tea set and our bestpliments! Each


    set is worth quite a bit, and it’s just a promotion we are running at the moment.”


    The cashier, clearly older than Cameron, beamed as she answered him.


    “Aha! Hanging out with Cameron Laver means good times all the way,” cheered one of the other guys.


    Morgana settled the bill, but Cameron continued to hang around—Gerald would be next to pay.


    “Another friend of yours, Mr. Laver?”


    The cashier could tell that they were acquainted, meaning she’d have to extend certain courtesies to


    Gerald as well.


    Cameron pretended he didn’t hear it, peering at his watch.


    The cashier understood what it meant.


    “Hello, sir. That will be nine hundred and seven dors in all. Cash or credit card?” she asked smoothly.


    “Surely, you can round off thest seven dors,” Gerald chuckled. Cameron could leave him out in the


    cold if it were what suited him. One meal wasn’t something worth fretting over.


    With her face resting idly on her palms, the cashier responded indifferently.


    “Forgive me, sir. Our prices are not open to haggling. Seven dors or seven cents, you’ll have to pay it


    all, just the same.”


    She saw it all from behind the counter—Cameron had deliberately coerced that fellow into going for the


    top of their line. It was apparent the man didn’t have much in the way of money. There was no need to


    be too nice to him.


    “Hey! You gave that bunch a thirty-percent discount! Now what’s all that ‘no haggling’ about?”


    Giya was first to lose her patience after seeing how everyone ganged up to give Gerald a hard time.


    Gerald shook his head. “Forget about it, Giya. We’ll just pay for our food and leave.”


    “Hmph! You’ll be offering us a tea set too, at the very least? We’ve spent over a thousand bucks at your


    ce!” Giya hissed icily.


    The cashier replied without the slightest sincerity, “We’d certainly like to—but you must forgive us,


    miss… These gift sets are only limited to fifty pieces per day—and the fiftieth has just been given to Mr.


    Laver. Perhaps if youe again tomorrow, I’ll make sure I reserve a set just for you!”


    At the end of the day, these were only one-time customers. It made more sense to appease a big


    spender like Cameron Laver. Furthermore, her own little sister was currently in the Laver Academy.


    The cashier knew that if she kept ying for this side of the field, her little sister would have a smooth


    sailing journey in the future.


    “Hey… Bring me the bill!”


    Right at that moment, a hoarse voice boomed across the hall. Someone strode up and pped a hand


    on the countertop.


    It was a young man, and when the cashier, Cameron, and friends included, saw who it was…