Chapter 218
The First Heir
A man dressed in a suit walked over. He was the hall manager. He asked coldly, âLeah, what
happened? Why are so many people here?â
Before this, the hall manager named Bill Horton heard the commotion coming from over here. When he
saw the scene, he could guess what had happened.
The waitress saw that the hall manager was here. She bowed and said, âMr. Horton, this madam
smashed six bottles of a customerâs Lafite. Iâm handling this.â
When Bill heard this, he nodded and did not say anything. He even exchanged a few words with
Joshua.
However, when his eyes landed on the smashed bottles on the floor, he started to panic.
âHow much did you ask them to pay? 42,000 bucks?â Bill asked frantically.
The waitress nodded her head. âYes, Mr. Horton. Lafite. 7,000 bucks per bottle, so itâs 42,000 bucks for
six.â
Slap!
Bill slapped the waitress across her cheek and roared, âAre you f*cking blind? 7,000 bucks per bottle?
Look at the year of the wine!â
The slap was so sudden that the waitress was stunned. Tears welled up in her eyes as she started to
stammer.
Billâs eyes were wide in anger. Then, he turned around with a smile on his face. He said to Joshua, âIâm
sorry, Sir. The waitress is new, so she doesnât know anything. These are our latest batch of Lafite. They
are a part of the collectorâs edition from the year 1787. Thereâre just six bottles in this entire city. Each
of them costs 110,000 pounds.â
Crack!
The room fell silent.
âWhat? 5.76 million yuan? Are you f*cking kidding me?â
Joshua exploded.
Were they not just bottles of f*cking wine?
Yolanda was beyond shocked. She jumped out and yelled at Bill while pointing at him, âDamn it! I didnât
expect Arc de Triumph to be so shameless! Youâre trying to overcharge the customers!â
The crowd was so shocked that the colors from their faces were slowly being drained.
What the heck? A bottle of wine that cost 960,000 bucks?
Six bottles would be 5.76 million bucks!
This was daylight robbery!
Billâs face fell. He tugged on his suit and picked up a smashed bottle from the floor calmly. He said,
âEveryone, look closely. The year is written here clearly. If you donât believe me, you can check how
much a bottle of Lafite from 1787 costs online. Iâm only telling everyone that there are only six bottles in
this entire city. These are genuine goods at fair prices. Arc de Triumph had been operating for so many
years, and weâve never lied to our customers. If you think that Iâm lying, you can call the market
regulators to come and investigate us anytime.â
Billâs face was despicable. These people had no experience in life.
If they did not even know a 1787 Lafite, who were they to talk about alcohol?
Joshua was shocked. He took the glass shard and indeed, â1787â was clearly printed on the label.
However, he would not give in to this without a fight.
These bottles of wine cost f*cking 5.76 million bucks!
His company only had a current account of more than three million every month.
How would he pay for this?
Joshua started to panic. He said to Yolanda while stammering, âUm, Yolanda, youâre in big trouble! 5.76
million! I⦠I canât afford that.â
When Yolanda heard that, she grabbed onto Joshua and wailed, âJosh, theyâre lying! Those things
donât cost 5.76 million bucks! They must be bluffing. Weâll just pay 40,000 bucks!â
How could she not panic?
If this was real, she would not be able to pay for them even if she sold her body.
âBluffing?â Billâs face turned cold as he said, âMadam, please ask around. When did Arc de Triumph
ever lie to our customers? Youâre not paying, right? Then I can only call the cops and let them handle
this.â
When Joshua heard that they were going to call the cops, he stood at one side timidly. He did not want
to get involved in this anymore.
Yolanda wailed and begged, but it was of no use.
That was almost six million bucks!
Which sugar daddy would be dumb enough to pay for her?
However, Philip, who had been standing there quietly the entire time opened his mouth suddenly. He
said, âUm, why donât you just let this go for my sake?â