Chapter 225
The Secretly Rich Man
Gerald Crawford:The Secretly Rich Man Novel (Invisible or Poorest) Chapter 225
âSir, I am really sorry, but our shop generally serves non-budget mealsâ¦why wonât you take a look at thisâ¦â
The waitress said apologetically.
Of course, she would not be so stupid to offend guests such as Sara because of these kinds of people.
âIs that so?â replied Gerald, smiling bitterly.
After that, he took out his cell phone before showing the order form for the VIP table he had just reserved online.
When the server realized what she had gotten her hands into, she instantly tensed up.
This man had actually reserved a VIP table!
Serving a VIP table would bag her 300 dollars in commission, not to mention the violinist who was specially hired to play for those reservations.
The look on the waitressâs face almost instantly changed from contempt to enthusiasm.
âPlease, Sir! Please come inside!â
With a slight bow, she brought Gerald to a place clearly separated from the common dining area.
After that, a violinist in suit and leather shoes put his fiddle on his shoulder and played for Geraldâs table.
The experience shocked Sara quite a bit.
She would have been greatly honored to sit by the window, what more, this.
Instead of the pathetic jerk, he was supposed to be, Gerald had actually become the houseâs distinguished guest, not to mention the special treatment he was given.
âWhere did Gerald find so much money?â Sara was indefinitely puzzled.
âHow much money do you have, anyway? I must say, Gerald, you actually dare to spend your money like this? Hahaha! Trying to pretend youâre really rich and cool to impress your little girlfriend now?â
Unconvinced, Sara continued to mock Gerald. Gerald simply turned a deaf ear to her words. He really couldnât be bothered about this woman anymore. Now that she had a slap across her face, how could she still have something to say? âWould you like to buy some flowers, Sir? These are beautiful Damascus roses from Bulgaria. A little expensive, they may be, but they are all but worthy of your stature. You should buy a bouquet for your lovely lover over here.â A beautiful waitress from a foreign land pushed a cart carefully from table to table. As she moved along, the fragrance of the flowers followed her. Diners around the restaurant were instantly attracted by the rosesâ color and fragrance.
âItâs a Damascus rose, one of the worldâs most famous roses!. Iâve always wanted to receive a bouquet of those. Finn⦠can you buy me one?â
When the incredibly romantic rose caught her eye, Sara instantly turned her gaze away from Gerald.
She seemed to be bewitched by the flower, unable to stop staring at the cart.
âAlright, alright! Iâll buy you anything as long as you like it!â
Finn shook the gold watch on his wrist before picking a bouquet of the roses from the cart. With around 30 stalks of flowers in each bouquet, they emanated an exceedingly fragrant scent.
âHow much is this?â Finn asked.
âThank you, Sir. You are very discerning. These will be perfect for your beautiful girlfriend,â replied the beautiful waitress with a grin as sweet as the blossoms she sold.
âAlright, okay then. How much would it be thâ¦â he asked, confidently pulling out his wallet.
Finn felt elated and was filled with pride when he saw that almost everyone in the Michelin stared at him with envy and respect.
âThere are thirty-six stalks of roses in this bouquet, so that makes it.. only one thousand and eighty dollars!â
âWhat?â
Finnâs hands shook a little, and with eyes open as wide as golf balls, his wallet dropped to the ground.
He has already heard of roses costing around three to four hundred dollars.
Although he had heard about rose bouquets going up to four hundred dollars, it was his first hearing of one that cost more than a cool one grand!
Finn was utterly stunned.
âWhatâs the matter with you, Finn? They reserve these especially for the wives of several countries leaders. The petals of these roses are tremendously tender and silky, professionally cultivated before they were planted. When done properly, these roses can live for more than three months without withering. I believe they should be worth at least ten to twelve thousand dollars!â
When Sara saw Finnâs dumbfounded expression, she attempted to beg him. She desperately wanted those roses!
The beautiful waitress nodded as well. âSir, I could tell from a first glance that your girlfriend must be a flower connoisseur. She could immediately tell that these are very, very, valuable! Would you like to pay by credit card or cash?â
âCough. What? Oh, I donât want it anymore. I suddenly remembered; Iâve already ordered another bouquet for Sara!â
The corners of Finnâs mouth twitched slightly.
After that, he hurriedly put the bouquet of roses back on the cart.
Sara was devastated, especially since many were now gawking awkwardly and laughing at them.
She became humiliated and embarrassed.
It was all thanks to her vanity.
She thought she found a very wealthy and capable man for herself, and although he couldnât be compared to Brother Ordinary Man, he was still an extremely competent individual.
Sara thought she could finally experience what it was like to be spoilt stupid by money.
However, as she looked toward Finn, it was apparent sheâd been overthinking a little.