The poor Billionaire novel (Ethan) novel Chapter 62
Never did he imagine that Horace would manage to wriggle out of this precarious situation. Now that things didn't go his way, he planned to go back on his words again. But when he noticed that everyone in the restaurant, including the manager, was staring daggers at him, he knew that he couldn't refuse anymore.
"Well..." Cayson took a deep breath and looked at Horace. After suppressing his pride, he closed his eyes and whispered, "I admit defeat."
"I'm sorry, Cayson. As I said earlier, I have had trouble with my ears recently. I didn't hear what you just said. Can you speak a little louder?" Horace rubbed his ear with feigned innocence.
'Screw you!' Cayson cursed Horace in his mind. Flickers of rage appeared in his eyes as he stared at him.
"Why are you staring at me like that? I'm being very honest with you. I didn't hear what you said!" After saying that innocently, Horace looked at Edna and asked, "Miss, did you hear what he said just now?"
Edna shook her head and said to Cayson, "I'm sorry, sir. I didn't hear you at all. Please you must speak louder. Remember that you promised not to go back on your words."
Cayson's blood boiled when he heard these words. He glared at her and thought, 'Shit! It seems you have no brain in that pretty head of yours. You just lost two million dollars today. How can you help him instead of me? What the hell is going on?'
Cayson had the audacity to insult Edna in his mind, but he couldn't say it out. Even though she was young, she was still the manager of the Country Music Restaurant. He was the vice-president of the Hstead Car Rental Company, but there was a huge gap between him and Edna. He was sure that her net worth was way higher than his. In an instant, his anger changed to depression.
After swallowing his pride, he shouted at Horace, "I admit defeat!"
"Now you are talking! I heard you loud and clear. Good job!" Horace smirked and gave him a thumbs-up as if he was mocking him.
This was one of those moments when Horace marveled at the power of money. Since he reconnected back to his family, he had experienced similar situations like this one. If it was before, he couldn't do anything to defend himself whenever people ridiculed him. Most times, he would even respect them so they would forgive him. But things were different today. Although he didn't show off, he tactically put Cayson in his place. 'If I weren't the son of the Warren family's head, how would I have gotten an 100% off coupon and a 50% off coupon today? If I weren't the owner of this restaurant, would Edna have cooperated with me like this? Of course not!'
The ways of this world were becoming clearer to Horace. He finally realized why humans were in a rat race to get wealth. Life would be very difficult without money. If people didn't have money, the rich would trample on them and they would have no say in the society.
Horace's mindset was gradually changing. He was no longer one of those few people that believed money was insignificant. But he didn't sense it at all.
Just as he was lost in thought, Cayson suddenly stood up and walked out with a snort. He couldn't stay in the restaurant any longer.
Today was the most embarrassing day of his life. He had been humiliated in front of many people. It was a bitter pill to swallow.
Della was unhappy that her plans for Horace had backfired on her boyfriend. She looked at Cayson's receding figure and then turned to eye Horace with disgust. Afterward, she stood up and followed her boyfriend. She was shocked that her last worry had come to pass. Something was weird about Horace today.
Lucinda abruptly stood up and followed Della. She had come to the restaurant with Macie, but Della was her best friend while they lived in the school dormitory.
Contrary to the expectations of everyone, Macie didn't leave with the others. She didn't even bulge when people looked at her awkwardly. She was a little curious about Horace. Like the attentive person that she was, she had noticed that something was different about him. She was also amazed that he spent all his money on Laila.
Macie still didn't know Horace's real net worth. She reasoned that he only had about fifty thousand dollars. To her, this was the money he used for the cakes and the nail necklace he got for Laila.
She stayed back even though she was at odds with them, so she could find out more about Horace.
Edna, who was still standing by the table, looked at the receding figures of Cayson, Della, and Lucinda. A snicker escaped her lips and she sighed. 'Ha-ha! Mr. Warren is indeed the son of his father. He has proven to his enemies that he isn't someone to be toyed with! Oh my! The scene was so interesting! First, he set a trap for Cayson and the fool walked right into it. He didn't even use force on his opponent and this made everyone have a good impression of him. Most of the customers were on his side when he used the 50% off coupon, but a few uptight ones felt that it was a dirty trick. Cayson's initial refusal to admit defeat convinced the naysayers to support Horace. During the second phase of the competition, everyone felt that he had won fair and square. He not only won the competition, but also won the hearts of all that were present. Since I agreed to stand in as the principal witness, he prevented Cayson from going back on his words. Wow! The scene was more interesting to watch than a television drama!'
All of a sudden, Horace looked at Laila and asked with concern, "Are you having a good time?"
Macie's heart broke when she saw the way Horace looked at Laila. 'What the fuck? Horace, is your question directed at everyone or just Laila? Aargh! If I had known you would ignore me, I would have left with the others just now?'
When Laila noticed that he was looking at her, she nodded and replied, "Yes. Thank you, Horace. This is the best birthday I have ever had!"
Afterward, she quickly circled back to an unsettled argument. She handed the necklace to him and said, "Now, you need money to sort out your mother's medical bills. This gift is the least important thing at the moment. Please return it. If they refuse to take it back, you can just sell it."
"Laila, why are we still on this topic? I told you that it's your birthday gift. It was not that expensive. Just take it. Don't worry about my mother's medical bills. I can take care of it!"
Horace changed his countenance and pretended to be angry.
"Ermm..." Laila was short of words when she saw his angry expression. "But..."
"No buts, Laila. It's settled. I can't take it back! Come on, let me help you wear the necklace!" Before Laila could object further, Horace took out the necklace from the jewelry box and helped her wear it.
Laila's face flushed as she felt the closeness of his hands to her skin.
When he was done, he inched backward and looked at the necklace. He nodded and complimented her. "Laila, this necklace fits you perfectly. You look more beautiful with it on your neck. Your beauty surpasses that of all the female stars. They have gotten nothing on you!"
The praises that Horace showered on Laila surprised Edna a little. She looked at the blushing young lady and thought, 'Will she be Mrs. Warren in the future? What a lucky girl!'
"Really?" Laila looked at Horace with surprise in her eyes. His praises gave her a swollen head, but she still asked for confirmation.
"Of course!" Horace nodded with an reassuring smile. He then looked at Laila's worn-out clothes and said, "It's just that your clothes don't match this necklace. You know what? I'll take you shopping for new clothes later!"
He had never said such a thing before. He didn't even think about it just now. All he knew was that an indescribable force pushed him to blurt out those words.
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