The poor Billionaire novel (Ethan) novel Chapter 41
The woman looked angry, but when she saw Farris, the frown on her face immediately changed into a smile. She said in a flattering tone, "Good morning, Mr. Rivera. It's a great honor to have you in our shop today! What brings you here? Is there anything you need help with?"
She then looked at the shop attendants and scolded them, "Hey, you all didn't do well. Why didn't you come to inform me that Mr. Rivera is here? He's an important person that deserves a special welcome. Where are your brains at? Am I paying you to be figureheads here?"
The tall woman shot them a glare and then turned back to Farris. With an apologetic expression, she added, "I'm sorry, Mr. Rivera. My employees are so thoughtless that they kept you waiting. I promise this won't repeat itself. Now just tell me what I can help you with today."
As soon as she finished speaking, she noticed Horace standing close by. She eyed him from head to toe and then said to the attendants, "Why is he still standing here? Why didn't you call the security to kick this pauper out immediately? His poverty-stricken aura would affect Mr. Rivera's mood!"
The woman's words made Gussie confused. 'Did Mr. Rivera ask Libby Davies to come here because he wants to humiliate this man in a big way? If so, why did he ask me to assist him in choosing a perfect gift? Phew! Reading his mind is an arduous task. Something is weird, but I can't put my finger on it!'
Libby was the manager of this BVLGARI shop and the woman that called Horace a pauper just now.
"Libby, what the hell are you talking about? Fuck! How dare you call Mr. Warren a pauper? Are you out of your mind?" Farris instantly became furious when he heard Libby's words. After the first roar, he continued, "Libby, no wonder all the shop attendants are rude and ill-mannered. It turns out that they learned such manners from you. Aargh! Why didn't I know you were this kind of person.
Now I have realized that you are a small-minded bigot! What the hell are you doing? I'm so mad at you. If you know what's good for you, better apologize to Mr. Warren now. Otherwise, I will beat the hell out of you. Don't blame me for being cruel at that time!"
Farris angrily cursed and warned Libby at the same time. He was shouting so much that her mouth flew open in shock.
It took a while before she finally found her tongue. In confusion, she asked, "Mr. Rivera, why are you standing up for such a poor loser?"
"Fuck! Libby, did you just call him a poor loser? I made a wild guess before, but now I am certain that you have gone mad. Didn't I just correct you? How dare you open your mouth to call him that derogatory term?"
Farris roared and slapped Libby's left cheek with his strong right hand.
The sound of the slap echoed in the entire shop.
It was followed by the shocked gasps of the shop attendants, Lana, and Gussie. Shock and embarrassment appeared on Libby's face as she held her cheek. She screamed in pain, "Ouch!" Afterward, she pointed at her assailant and shouted, "Farris, I respected you and addressed you as Mr. Rivera. I shouldn't have done that at all. After all, you are just a mere rich man in this city. Why are you behaving so arrogantly? How dare you hit me? Mark my words. I will give you a taste of your own medicine, bastard!"
"What the hell? Who do you think you are to insult and threaten me? You are just a mere regional manager of a BVLGARI shop. How dare you call me names? You promised to give me a taste of my own medicine. Come on, I'm waiting for your revenge. Let me see who you would call as your avenger! Ha-ha! Is it Fraser?"
Farris had eyes and ears everywhere in Rinas. As a result, he knew who was backing Libby.
The reason why Libby was utterly arrogant was that she was the mistress of Fraser, one of the wealthiest men in the city.
"Fraser?" Horace was confused when he heard Farris's words. He asked curiously, "Uncle Farris, why does that name sound so familiar?"
At this moment, Gussie smirked and gave Horace a thumbs-up. 'Humph! I have to admit that I admire your good acting skills. I didn't expect any good thing to come out of you, let alone excellent acting. Did I just hear you say that the name sounds familiar? Why wouldn't it? Everyone in this city knows that Fraser is the eighth richest man here!'
"Oh, Mr. Warren, you have forgotten him? Let me refresh your memory. Do you remember that short-sighted guy that went against you when we were having dinner at the Sea Pavilion? You taught him a lesson that day. Fraser is the father of that rude guy!"
When Farris finished speaking, he proudly thought to himself, 'There's a wide difference between me and Fraser. We both had dinner with Mr. Warren a few days ago, but he has completely forgotten who Fraser is. Now he addresses me as Uncle Farris. We are not on the same level!'
Meanwhile, Gussie also pondered, 'Mr. Rivera is getting so good at making up stories. Look at how he said those words so easily. If I didn't know any better, I would believe him!'
"Aha! I remember him now!" It was after Farris's description that Horace finally remembered who Fraser was. After nodding his head, he pointed at Libby and asked, "Then who is she? How is she related to Fraser?"
"Well, she's his mistress. They have been dating secretly for quite some time now... You know, Mr. Warren."
Farris intentionally said these words sinisterly.
"Oh, I see. That explains her pompousness. However, I want to understand why the people connected to Fraser are so arrogant. His son was like this, and now, his lover is the same!" Horace sighed and shook his head.
His last words angered Libby. Like a furious demoness, she shouted at him, "You fucking bastard! How dare you insult me and Mr. Lyons? Have you no manners? Not to worry, you will know what despair is when he comes later! No one in this city dares to step on his toes. Even the fiercest men respect him. Farris here isn't even half the man that he is!"
Gussie was stunned when she heard Libby's angry words. She sighed, 'It seems Mr. Warren is going all out for this trick. He really wants to humiliate this man. He doesn't want to torture him alone, and now, he's indirectly asking Libby to call Mr. Lyons. Tut, tut, tut! This man will be doomed very soon! Oh, I can't wait!'
Just as Gussie's excitement quadrupled, Libby took out her phone and dialed Fraser's number.
"Hello, honey! Can you hear me?" As soon as Fraser answered the call, Libby cried sadly. She then said angrily, "Honey, someone just bullied me!"
"What? Who bullied you?" Fraser instantly became furious. He then added, "I can't believe that someone had the audacity to bully my woman. That person is courting death!"
Fraser's voice was not low. Although Libby didn't turn on the speaker, Farris, Horace, and the others could hear him clearly.
Farris suddenly chuckled and remarked, "Mr. Lyons, you make me laugh. It seems your arrogance is getting worse by the day. Do you mean to say everyone is afraid of you in this city? Am I a joke to you?"
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