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Gerald Crawford:The Secretly Rich Man (Invisible or Poorest) Chapter 239
”Gerald, everyone who will be present are all reputable and influential people. My friend knows that you are my
student. So, you better perform well tonight. If you dare embarrass me, you can wait for me to deal with you!” said
Cassandra rudely.
Gerald did not answer and kept staring out the window.
“Watch your behavior!” Cassandra snorted before she finally stopped talking and focused on driving.
Cassandra was dressed attractively and provocatively today. In fact, this was Gerald’s first time being in such close
proximity to her. He could smell her fragrance, and he would be lying if he said that this woman wasn’t attractive.
As Gerald was deep in his own thoughts, they had already arrived at the Mayberry commercial street’s new bar
entrance.
Luxury cars large and small were parked in front of its entrance, and many people were walking in and out.
Gerald could also see that Flynn had sent the flower stand by the bar’s entrance. Whether he wanted it or not, he
had to show some respect anyhow, since they were about to be working on the same street.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtEven Michael, their new boss, had also sent them a flower stand as a blessing.
It was apparent the new bar’s owner must have very good and powerful connections too.
“Cassandra, why have you just gotten here? I have been waiting for you!”
A pair that held hands emerged from the crowd of people as they came over to greet Cassandra.
“I’m sorry! I’m a little late, thanks to those jams. Congratulations, Qassie! I hope that your business will keep
prospering!” said Cassandra to the woman who was obviously the wife of the bar owner.
“Hahaha. I am just happy that you can make it here today. By the way, did you bring someone to help me out?”
“Yes, I did. He’s right here!”
The two continued their chat.
Gerald was bored, looking at the flower stands to see if there were any names he recognized.
Cassandra suddenly dragged Gerald over to Qassie.
“The lady boss is calling you.”
“Oh! Oh! Hello! I’m Gerald.”
Gerald reacted quickly, subconsciously extending his hand for a handshake.
Things had started to become awkward.
Qassie and her lover stared at Gerald’s hand with stiff expressions on their faces.
Who did he think he was?
Wasn’t he just a part-time employee? Did he really think he was worthy to shake their hand?
Many people these days placed a lot of emphasis on their face and reputation. Therefore, etiquette was an
absolute necessity. However, if both parties’ status gaps were too large, shaking hands would be somewhat
disrespectful.
Such was Qassie’s mentality.
She could only smile contemptuously.
“What are you doing? Pull your damn hand back right now!” Cassandra yelled.
“Please, have a little self-realization, will you? Qassie, why don’t you just give him something to do now?”
“Okay. He can go to the bar and help serve drinks or something…”
Qassie also looked at Gerald before she shook her head with a wry smile on her face.
And just like that, Gerald became a server at the bar.
Cassandra naturally followed Qassie, the lady boss, into the most luxurious room of the bar.
The establishment was very lively and packed to the brim, especially true for tonight since many rich heirs were
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“Guests at Table 6 would like three dozen beers!”
“What? But I am too busy to go over! There are just too many guests tonight! We totally didn’t expect this. God-
damn it! Are you standing idle, or what? Why didn’t you send the beers to Table 6?
The waiter at the bar pointed at Gerald, who had just sat down to rest after moving crates of wine.
“Hurry up!”
The waiter raised his voice again.
Gerald wasn’t sure if he should just do it or ignore the calls.
After thinking for a bit, he decided to do it since he’d taken up the job anyway.
So, he grabbed the beers and headed toward Table 6.
…..
At Table 6.
“Come on, sisters! Are you happy? I, Sister Xabi, will give everyone a treat tonight! Everyone just enjoy yourself! We
are not going home until we are completely wasted!”