The Secretly Rich Man novel Chapter 224

Gerald Crawford:The Secretly Rich Man Novel (Invisible or Poorest) Chapter 224
So what if the Michelin was costly? Couldn’t he afford eating here every day?
Queta could not stop Gerald from quickly booking a nice table directly from the internet.
In the end, Gerald decided to bring Queta into the Michelin Restaurant.
“Hello, Sir. The number of guests?
After they entered the restaurant, the waitress walked over and greeted them with a smile.
“Two of us! I have already booked a table!”
Gerald replied calmly.
The waitress frowned a little. After all, no matter how she looked at the two, neither looked like they could afford to eat at the Michelin Restaurant.
However, she simply nodded politely because of her professionalism.
She was about to ask Gerald which table he had booked.
At this time, a couple of men and women walked over to them.
When the girl saw Gerald, she was utterly stunned. “Gerald, why are you here? You actually came to the Michelin Restaurant?”
“Ehh? Sara?”
Gerald was a little surprised to see Sara, who was exceptionally beautiful today. She was dressed in a black and tight short dress.
Gerald could clearly remember everything that happened at Felicity’s birthday banquet. The crazy woman had thrown her cell phone away, even splashing a glass of water on him just because he touched it.
He was furious at that time, seriously considering looking for Sara to avenge himself. As a result, the madwoman had taken off, and he found nobody when he tried to look for her
Gerald was filled with hatred and resentment for the past few days because of this matter. Unexpectedly, he would run into her at the Michelin Restaurant, early in the morning.
“Hmph! Why are you saying my name out loud? Who said that you can say my name as and when you want to? Gerald, unexpectedly a pathetic person like you actually dare to come to this kind of place? Oh my. You even have a girlfriend?”
Sara uttered in contempt when she saw the woman standing next to Gerald.
“Sara, do you know these two?”
A lanky and attractive boy standing next to Sara stared coldly at Gerald and Queta.
“Of course I know him. He’s just a pauper in Felicity’s class. Didn’t you say that the Michelin is Mayberry City’s most exclusive restaurant? How can the likes of these two enter a restaurant like this? Just look at what they wear!”
Sara clutched Finn’s arm as she complained impatiently.
She was initially thrilled that she had the chance to dine in at the posh and classy Michelin Restaurant.
Women were inherently vain.

Sara and Finn sat by the large glass window, and everyone who passed had a clear view of what was going on inside.
Their envious glances elated Sara greatly.
A brief introduction of Finn, by the way.
Finn was also a student from Sunnydale University. Being one of the rich heirs, he instantly fell in love with Sara after watching her live broadcast. He even went as far as to reward her with three thousand dollars. Unbeknownst to him, he had gradually become Sara’s biggest fan and also her ambiguous lover.
So, there they were, enjoying their meal together in a place they could rave about. However, Sara completely didn’t expect she would run into, of all persons, Gerald, when she returned from the washroom.
It was all too humiliating.
“Hahaha! Don’t worry about it, Sara. You probably said it right. These two are probably here to work. How could they possibly afford to eat here?” Finn hurriedly coaxed Sara.
“Hmph! Like I care! Anyway, the last person I want to see in the morning is this.. thing. It really dampens my spirits. This is really dampening my spirit! I’d like to give the word to your manager: stop hiring such low-class waiters. You people should have gotten staff that that fit your class. Otherwise, what other rich fools apart from us would dine here?”
Sara continued acting like a spoiled brat, mocking the waitress as she went on a patronizing rampage.
“Ahh? Dear lady… these are not our waiters! Perhaps they are guests who are here to dine in?” she quickly told Sara.
Staring at Gerald from top to bottom, she perhaps sounded a little condescending since she’d been looking down on Gerald since the beginning.
“Damn it? Not a waiter?”
Sara was taken aback.
At this point, Gerald had enough.
He stared coldly at the waitress. “Have you said enough? Where’s the table I booked? Hurry up and bring me to my table right now. I came here today to try your food!”