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Gerald Crawford:The Secretly Rich Man (Invisible or Poorest) Chapter 414

“What grade will you select today?”

Across all tables, all eyes turned to Gerald.

“Give me your best. A hundred per pax!”

It was what he’d been planning for all along, anyway.

“Pfft!” Cameron and company tried to hold in their laughter.

What an imbecile! A hundred dollars per head, plus drinks—the final bill would add up to a thousand dollars!

Tammy’s side of the table was equally shocked by the turn of events. They reached the same conclusion: Gerald

was a complete fool. Anyone could see that Cameron was up to no good, provoking him intentionally. Yet, Gerald

walked straight into his trap. Really?

Gerald’s lack of affluence was hardly news to Tammy. She’d already agreed with Giya not to allow Gerald to foot

this meal’s bill.

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Now, Gerald was going for the most expensive option available? Argh! May the heavens help her!

“I beg your pardon—that’s not what we want. Something simpler will do just fine,” Giya interceded.

“Nope, a hundred it is. Go on, then!” Gerald was losing his temper under the barrage of jeers from Cameron and

the rest.

“Hmph! Let him order what he pleases. We’ll see what he does when the bill arrives,” Tammy’s cousin declared.

And so, the best food in the house was brought to their table. Cameron’s table deliberately ate as slowly as

possible. As Gerald’s table was being cleared, both parties rose in unison to pay.

“Oh? Leaving already, Mr. Laver?”

The cashier smiled and waved when she saw Cameron.

Cameron made sure his wristwatch was in full view as he waved back. “That lady’s a good friend of mine,” he

pointed toward Morgana. “Please set a good price for her!”

“No problem, sir. 30% off! In fact, please accept this exquisite tea set and our best compliments! Each set is worth

quite a bit, and it’s just a promotion we are running at the moment.”

The cashier, clearly older than Cameron, beamed as she answered him.

“Aha! Hanging out with Cameron Laver means good times all the way,” cheered one of the other guys.

Morgana settled the bill, but Cameron continued to hang around—Gerald would be next to pay.

“Another friend of yours, Mr. Laver?”

The cashier could tell that they were acquainted, meaning she’d have to extend certain courtesies to Gerald as

well.

Cameron pretended he didn’t hear it, peering at his watch.

The cashier understood what it meant.

“Hello, sir. That will be nine hundred and seven dollars in all. Cash or credit card?” she asked smoothly.

“Surely, you can round off the last seven dollars,” Gerald chuckled. Cameron could leave him out in the cold if it

were what suited him. One meal wasn’t something worth fretting over.

With her face resting idly on her palms, the cashier responded indifferently.

“Forgive me, sir. Our prices are not open to haggling. Seven dollars or seven cents, you’ll have to pay it all, just the

same.”

She saw it all from behind the counter—Cameron had deliberately coerced that fellow into going for the top of their

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line. It was apparent the man didn’t have much in the way of money. There was no need to be too nice to him.

“Hey! You gave that bunch a thirty-percent discount! Now what’s all that ‘no haggling’ about?”

Giya was first to lose her patience after seeing how everyone ganged up to give Gerald a hard time.

Gerald shook his head. “Forget about it, Giya. We’ll just pay for our food and leave.”

“Hmph! You’ll be offering us a tea set too, at the very least? We’ve spent over a thousand bucks at your place!”

Giya hissed icily.

The cashier replied without the slightest sincerity, “We’d certainly like to—but you must forgive us, miss… These gift

sets are only limited to fifty pieces per day—and the fiftieth has just been given to Mr. Laver. Perhaps if you come

again tomorrow, I’ll make sure I reserve a set just for you!”

At the end of the day, these were only one-time customers. It made more sense to appease a big spender like

Cameron Laver. Furthermore, her own little sister was currently in the Laver Academy. The cashier knew that if she

kept playing for this side of the field, her little sister would have a smooth sailing journey in the future.

“Hey… Bring me the bill!”

Right at that moment, a hoarse voice boomed across the hall. Someone strode up and slapped a hand on the

countertop.

It was a young man, and when the cashier, Cameron, and friends included, saw who it was…

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