The Secretly Rich Man novel Chapter 241

Gerald Crawford:The Secretly Rich Man Novel (Invisible or Poorest) Chapter 241
”What do you want?” Gerald never thought he would bump into Sara coincidentally, therefore, he simply replied coldly,

“Hehe. I would like to ask you something. After giving me a slap in the face earlier this morning, what are you feeling and what is your mood right now that you are standing in front of me in this capacity as a waiter?” Sara asked bitterly.

Sara felt a lot of regrets and resentments in her heart after getting a slap in the face. She was also very embarrassed because of how Gerald had outdone her.

These emotions had been troubling Sara for the whole day! She just could not wait to take revenge on him.

Gerald replied as he smiled bitterly, “I do not feel anything at all. Just speak up now if you have anything you want to say. I am busy!”

“Hahaha! Busy my ass! Gerald, go! Bring me a napkin!” Sara replied as she pointed at a napkin box at the side.

“You are a waiter now, so you should serve your customers well. Otherwise, I am going to complain about your attitude to your manager!” Sara continued her endless chattering.

Gerald was also starting to feel a little frustrated. However, he felt that what she said made sense. After all, he was indeed a waiter now.

Thus, he picked a napkin before he handed it over to her.

“I don’t want it. My shoes are dirty! I want you to polish it for me!” Sara replied, as proud as a peacock.

“Did you hear that? Sara wants you to polish her shoes for her! Hmph! I initially thought that the Gerald Sara was talking about was a tall and handsome man. I am really very disappointed after meeting you now!”

“Yes! Aren’t you supposed to be rich? Why are you working as a waiter in a bar then? Ahh! It is totally disgusting when a pauper like you who has no money at all pretends to be a big shot who has a lot of money!”

“Hehe. Sister Xabi was right! Some people are willing to do anything just to save their own face!”

All the girls sneered as they stared at Gerald. Meanwhile, Sara still had her foot raised as she waited.

However, Gerald did not polish her shoes for her. Instead, he simply placed the napkin aside and said, “If you really want someone to wipe your feet for you, you should leave the Mayberry Commercial Street. You can go to the bar at the Red Mansion instead. There would also be people who would be willing to lick your feet there!”

After he was done speaking, Gerald turned around and left immediately.

“You, you, you!” Sara was furious.