The Invisible Rich Man's
Chapter 226
Finn doesn't mind spending a thousand five to three thousand dollars. He could not spend more even if he wanted to, let alone spend twelve thousand dollars on a bouquet.
He turned around to look around, eager to avoid the mocking gazes of the restaurant guests. Instead, all he saw was Gerald looking at him. She seemed to be happily chatting with her unsightly boyfriend.
Without warning, Sara exploded in anger. He stood up and pointed directly at Gerald, who was at the VIP table, before shouting at him with all his might.
“Damn, Gerald! What are you laughing at?!"
That pathetic loser! What's so funny? Didn't he order a VIP table just to act rad? How dare he laugh at her?
"Huh? Who said I laughed at you? I just saw flowers. Wh why?? Does that bother you too?” gerald replied angrily.
Because she saw that Queta seemed to like the rose so much, she asked her which one she wanted. To that end, he gets a strong reprimand from Sara.
"Yes God! Are you really interested in roses? What makes you think that you deserve them?” Sara sneers.
Gerald shook his head helplessly and said nothing after that. Instead, he flicked his finger and gestured to the waiter who was selling flowers to him.
When he saw that his service was needed, the waiter smiled and excitedly pushed the cart over to Gerald.
"How many roses?"
"Sir? Did you ask about the number of roses in this wagon? asked the beautiful maid in surprise. “Total one thousand roses, Sir!” he continued with enthusiasm.
“One thousand one roses. So, it should be about three hundred thousand dollars?”
“That's about right, sir. May I ask, Sir, what do you want to do? ” the waiter asks while staring at Gerald with his eyes wide open.
Queta, meanwhile, realizes what Gerald will do. Indeed, he had been staring at that Damascus rose for a while now. He remembers seeing them in his textbooks when he was young. The sudden and shocking turn of events today helped him finally see the miracle of the Damascus rose. After just looking at the roses in the picture, he could not help but stare at them in a daze.
Gerald had already taken out his bank card, and indifferently, he said, "I'll take everything, and I'll pay with the card."
"Excuse me?" The waiter was dumbfounded.
Sara gulped in shock, feeling as if she had just been slapped hard on her face. This can't be happening. Is that pathetic loser still pretending to be rich? He must take action. How could he possibly have that kind of money? However, the sound of successful card transactions sounded like countless slaps on Sara's face, one after another. That's thirty thousand dollars!
Oh God. Gerald actually had over thirty thousand dollars, and he spent it all as if it didn't matter in the slightest?
"I'll send this to your residence, and I'm sure they'll find a place in your beautiful home!"
Gerald did not even bother to look at Sara's surprised expression. Instead, he continued to chat with Queta as they enjoyed eating together. After they finished eating, they left the restaurant.
Not even once did Gerald bother to look at Sara. Sara felt a tremendous pain in her after seeing Gerald ignore her completely. Oh my God... The man she hated and looked down upon all this time was rich?
What's?! No. gabe. He has to find out!
Upon awakening from her stupor, Sara immediately chased after Gerald.
However, all he saw was the back of a Lamborghini moving away from the front of the restaurant. Where's Gerald and the girl he was with?
“Isn't it a luxury sports car? Oh my God, finally! I saw someone driving that thing. It seemed like the mysterious rich young man had appeared. Why didn't I approach him earlier? If only I had been one step faster, I would have seen who the rich and young man was. Too bad!"
Sara stomped her feet worriedly. Once again, the boat had left the dock, and he missed the opportunity to meet the rich and young man.
But then... Something seemed to cross Sara's mind. He gasped in horror.
Nah! Where's Gerald???