Chapter 415

Gerald Crawford:The Secretly Rich Man Novel (Invisible or Poorest) Chapter 415

“Mr. Lourdes…” Cameron murmured. He suddenly felt silly for waving his watch around earlier. He stood at attention, much like a misbehaving student before the discipline teacher.

“Cameron, which Mr. Lourdes did you mean?” the girl beside him wondered aloud.

“Who else could I have meant? Louie Lourdes, scion, and heir to the Lourdes family mining conglomerate! The big kahunas!”

“So, it’s that guy!”

“I didn’t know he was that handsome in person!”

Morgana, Sully, and the other girls gazed with ardent admiration at the legendary character.

The guys, meanwhile, seemed afraid even to breathe too loudly.

Not mentioning the cashier, who was already on her feet, displaying the most professional smile she could muster.

Louie had a handful of people with him, not even bothering to look at Gerald or his guests as he cut in front of them.

“My bill!” Louie barked. The cashier’s smile didn’t falter. “Of course, Mr. Lourdes. Your bill this time comes up to one thousand, two hundred dollars. To this, sir, we are pleased to offer you a 70%

discount!”

As she spoke, she also leaned forward, inviting gazes at her cleavage. Who knew… perhaps her figure might entice the interest of the great man?

“Bah! Who needs your discount? I’ll pay the full price!” Louie hurled a wad of money on the counter.

“Understood, Mr. Lourdes. Any of our promotional gifts tickle your fancy, sir? We will provide you with anything you want,” the cashier responded reverently.

“None of that hogwash! Just give me my receipt!”

“Gosh, so this is the real Mr. Lourdes! What commanding aura he has!”

The girl standing beside Cameron was about to go cross-eyed from amazement.

Even Morgana and Sully were exchanging stares from the corner of their eyes, wondering when they’d be able to find a man his equal.

Meanwhile, Tammy simply wasn’t in the mood to play games between Gerald and his stupid friends.

Seeing somebody cutting the line, her temper instantly flared up.

“Hey, now… haven’t you ever heard of first come, first serve? Don’t you know you’ve interrupted us right in the middle of our turn?”

“That’s right, bro. First come, first serve. I’ve been waiting in line for a while now too.” Gerald hadn’t expected to run into Louie here. He could still see the fresh scars on his face. What a pounding he must have been given that night.

Barely a couple of days later, here he was, coming out looking for trouble again.

A wry smile worked its way across Gerald’s face.

“Hmph! Be quiet, you. Your comments are not welcome. If Mr. Lourdes is here, you’ll all have to wait then.”

The cashier had utterly abandoned all gestures of courtesy toward them. She rolled her eyes at Gerald.

“Good lord, this blind fool!” Cameron cackled from the side. “Don’t you know Mr Lourdes? He’s obviously in a foul mood today… this Gerald is really tempting for misfortune today!”

Now, even the cashier had started ridiculing Gerald. Louie, on the other hand, pretended to have heard nothing. Now, it was his turn to get angry.

He planted his foot hard into Louie’s butt.

Whack!

“Ow!” Louie cried out, his wounds searing with pain once again.

Louie smacked the counter hard. “God d*mn it; I’ll kill you!”

Cameron and the others couldn’t believe their eyes. Gerald actually dared to strike Mr. Lourdes? The only thing that could happen next was him getting beaten to a pulp.

As Louie whipped around to retaliate, his fist suddenly halted mid-air.

“Cr… Crawford?”

Louie was paralyzed.

Wasn’t this the same Gerald Crawford who’d summoned all those guys to clean his clock at the karaoke bar the other day?

Those men were skilled fighters. The beating he’d taken from them nearly crippled him, yet, they left no incriminating marks.

His misery definitely hadn’t ended. That very same night, his dad had been summoned by a few who demanded to speak with him.

On the other hand, Louie had been expecting his father to respond with all his wrath and fury and leaving the men bowing and scraping like a winded dog. Afterward, Louie’s father had come away from that meeting, practically skipping with delight.