Chapter 52


    Annoyed, Halle red at the man and dered, “We don’t need the money.”


    The woman leaned on the man’s shoulder and said in a sharine tone, “Honey, she said she doesn’t


    need the money. It must be too little.”


    “Hmph!” The man opened his sling bag and pulled out another stack. of bills. “Here, this is more than


    two months of your sry. Take the money and leave.”


    “You…”


    As an upper-ss socialite, it was the first time Halle had been insulted with money, and it made her


    lose her patience.


    The receptionist came over and tried to intervene. “Madam, he’s the young master of the rich and


    powerful Honds, Dick Hond. It’s not a good idea to go against him. Why don’t you and your


    boyfriend take the money and leave?”


    Halle’s expression changed when she heard the name Dick Hond. Every Sumerian had heard of him


    because he was the local bully.


    Dick was never particrly good at anything except wasting his family’s money on gambling and


    women. He was notorious because he had a brother who was an ex-soldier named Roy Hond.


    Roy and Marcus, the mayor, used to serve on the Western Frontline. While Marcus became the mayor


    that governed over the city, Roy became the military governor, policing the city. The council and the


    military worked together to run the city.


    Dick was his brother’s favorite, therefore it fueled his arrogance and turned him into a bully. Every time


    he made a mess, his brother would


    intervene and clean up after him. As time went by, his audacity grew and his attitude got worse.


    Halle gulped nervously. Her hands were shaking. Out of all the terrible people to run into, she


    encountered the worst.


    Just when she was about to pull Andrius away, thetter said indifferently, “So what if you are rich and


    powerful? Haven’t you heard of firste, first served?”


    “What the hell?” Dick found it amusing and burst intoughter. “Punk, in this world, money and power


    are king. Don’t use your bullsh*t to reason with me!


    “I’ve spent millions in Roman Restaurant, and I am getting the priority treatment no matter what. I


    cannot bepared to a peasant like you. You can’t afford to offend me, so take the money and


    leave,” Dick roared as if he was superior to Andrius.


    “Everyone is equal; there are no peasants or kings here.”


    “Only the lowest rung peasants talk about equality. In the upper social circle, money and power trump


    everything else!”


    Andrius scoffed. “Hmph. Trying to act superior over a meal? I want to ask the owner of this restaurant if


    a person without money or power has ever dined here.”


    Then, Andrius made a call to Noir. “Noir, I want to see the owner of Roman Restaurant on the Hidari


    Coast in five minutes.”


    Pfft!


    Dick was amused. He cackled withughter and said, “Punk, do you even know what you are talking


    about?


    “The owner of this restaurant, Venus Valentine, is a mysterious woman. Not everyone can meet her.


    Not even government officials can meet her on short notice; an appointment must be made a month


    prior.


    “You stupid idiot, you want to meet Venus in five minutes? You really know how to look like a fool. In


    fact, you are even stupider than a


    clown!”


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    The other guests gibed and chuckled at Andrius’ request. In their eyes, he was an idiot.


    Trying to look imposing in public without the foundation or the capability to support one’s argument was


    not the wisest thing to do. One would lose dignity in an instant.


    Everyone believed that Andrius should just take the money and leave.


    Andrius ignored every gaze on him and said calmly, “You will know in five minutes if I am the real deal.”


    “Alright. I’ll wait.” Dick lifted his Rolex and had a nce. “If Venus isn’t here in five minutes, I will break


    your limbs!”


    Fear and nervousness overtook Halle.