Chapter 18 You Were A Poor Guy
Along the way, Grant was very enthusiastic toward Bessie. Obviously, he was tryi ng to please her.
Bernard said to Trevor, “This is Grant, son of Ensfield Hotel‘s owner in this city. If it weren‘t for him, you wouldn‘t be able to gain entrance to this club.”
Grant looked at Trevor up and down and asked, “Who‘s this?”
“Trevor Sanderson, the poor guy who found his girlfriend making out with Dennis. ”
“Oh, that‘s you? I‘ve heard a lot about you, man,” Grant sneered and then burst in to laughter.
“What‘s that supposed to mean?” Trevor asked, clenching his fists. He was gettin g a little tired of tolerating their implied insults.
Grant was about to mock Trevor more, but Bessie stopped him. “That‘s enough. Are you really going to snipe at each other on my birthday?”
“You‘re right, Miss Taylor. This is your day. My apologies. Let‘s go inside and play tennis.”
Grant flashed Trevor one last condescending look and then ushered everyone int o the exclusive tennis club. Trevor also decided to bite down his anger. He did not want to embarrass Bessie, but he kept in mind how Grant treated him.
They walked into the tennis club, which was luxuriously decorated, and all the pe ople inside were well–dressed. It was obviously a place where the rich worked ou t and hung out.
With a deeply impressed look on her face, Corrie commented, “I heard that the Ki sas Tennis Club is a private club for
the super wealthy. Everything inside is very expensive, and only people with a me mbership card are allowed to gain entrance.”
“It‘s not very expensive. I rented two top –grade open–air tennis courts, and it on ly cost me twenty thousand dollars,”
Grant said in a tone that made twenty thousand dollars sound like a little bowl of peanuts.
“Wow, Grant! You really are generous!” one of Bernard‘s friends exclaimed.
Hearing what Grant said, Corrie was in awe and liked him even more. He was rich, giving, and handsome. Who would not like someone like that?
Seeing that everyone was flattering Grant, Trevor kept his silence. He thought, ‘T he industries around the manor are all owned by the my family. I can also gain ent rance into this club if I just tell my sister that I want in.‘
But Trevor did not really plan to do that. He just followed the crowd.
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