The Poor Billionaire

Chapter 78 Beautiful Ladies' Reques

The loud cheers of the crowd attracted the attention of all the waiters in the restaurant. They saw that

Horace had returned. The waitress who took his order earlier was confused. 'Why did our boss's

superior come here again? Did he come to compete with another person to determine who's

wealthier?'

No answer came for these questions. As she stared at Horace in confusion, Edna slowly walked up to

him. "Young man, you are here again. Did you miss me?" she asked, smiling.

A hush sound filled the entire restaurant immediately. The male diners frowned and held their chests.

They murmured, "Oh, my heart hurts! Miss Avila likes this rich young man. She's even flirting with him!"

Horace smiled and shook his head in embarrassment. "Please don't make fun of me, Edna. I didn't

come here because of that. I only came to order ten servings of the Kobe steaks. They would serve as

my mother's dinner tonight. She has never tasted them before."

"Edna?" Edna was taken aback by the way he addressed her. In a bid to conceal his identity, he had

been so polite to her at noon. She looked at Laila and Macie who were standing behind him. "Mr.

Warren, did you tell them the truth?"

"What? She just addressed him as Mr. Warren!" All the customers were stunned. "Wow! This young

man must be stinky rich. The manager of this prestigious restaurant is deferential to him. He's so

awesome!"

The diners weren't the only ones shocked by Edna's reverence. Laila and Macie were equally shocked.

Several thoughts filled their minds. 'Can today get any more surprising? How many rich and powerful

people are Horace's subordinates? Jeez! His status must be greater than we can imagine. No wonder

he said he was capable of anything. His connections with rich people surely give him the ability to do

such. Alas! Della's boyfriend had played with fire earlier!'

"Edna, everything has been brought to light. Something unpleasant happened this afternoon. It's

impossible to keep my identity under wraps anymore. The truth came out unexpectedly and there is

nothing I can do to change that now," Horace replied with a faint smile.

"Okay!" After nodding, Edna continued, "Actually, I heard about what happened to you this afternoon.

I'm sorry that you had to go through such a horrible experience, Mr. Warren."

"Thanks for your sympathy, Edna. It's not a big deal. Look at me. I'm hale and hearty!" Horace chuckled

and then turned to look at the diners. "Excuse me, everyone. Would you mind if I cut in line?" he asked

politely.

'Damn it! You are a wealthy man. Who would dare to say no to you? No one!' All the diners sighed

helplessly after they heard his request.

"It's okay, Mr. Warren. We don't mind," they answered willingly.

The crowd's supportive shouts made Horace chuckle. He then whispered to Edna, "These people are

so nice. I only treated them to lunch earlier because of a bet, so it doesn't count as a good deed. I'll pay

for everyone's dinner tonight, Edna!"

"Mr. Warren, if you want to pay for their dinner, it means I'll have to cover the bills. But your wish is my

command."

After making this statement with a slight bow, Edna turned to the waitress beside her and said, "Go

ahead!"

'It seems like this rich man is here to make trouble for the manager. He came here earlier and bought

meals worth millions of dollars for everyone. Now, he wants to do the same thing. I feel so sorry for the

manager. She might get queried by the owner. How would she manage this situation? Gosh! I can't

believe this young man is as willful as other rich men!' The waitress wasn't pleased with what was Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

happening. However, she couldn't go against Edna. She glanced at Horace and then walked towards

the bar counter.

All the diners shifted their attention to her at this moment. "Did the rich man want to sort out our bills

again?" one of them shouted.

"Really? The money he spent earlier is enough to buy a Maserati. I doubt that he would want to repeat

such a thing. He won't be able to do so no matter how rich he is!"

"Let's be logical here. Dinner is more expensive than lunch. It would cost a lot more to foot all our bills.

I'm afraid it would amount to the price of a Bentley!"

Everyone murmured with mixed feelings. They were torn in two. All of them tried to correctly guess the

announcement the waitress was about to make.

The moment she picked up the microphone from the bar counter, the entire restaurant fell silent. They

were all eager to know if Horace wanted to treat them to dinner.

"Good evening, ladies and gentlemen! Welcome to the Country Music Restaurant! Majority of you

might have correctly guessed the announcement I'm about to make. Yes, Mr. Warren here has decided

to pay for all your bills tonight!" The waitress pointed at Horace as she made the announcement.

"Let's give it up for Mr. Warren!"

Her shout charged up all the diners. They all stood up immediately. They clapped and shouted, "All

hail, Mr. Warren! Mr. Warren! Mr. Warren!"

Some of the female diners even chipped in, "Mr. Warren, marry me! I will treat you right! Mr. Warren,

please marry me!"

The entire restaurant boomed with praises for just one man. Everyone had Horace's name on their lips.

This scene was overwhelming for Horace. He was scratching his nose shyly when several beautiful

girls boldly ran to him. "Mr. Warren, please can I have your WeChat ID?" they asked enthusiastically.

"Look, that girl is so beautiful!" One of the male diners pointed at one of the beautiful women, who was

throwing herself at Horace. He sighed sadly.

"Yes, her beauty is impeccable. The girl next to her is also very cute. Why are they shamelessly asking

for Mr. Warren's WeChat ID? If only they would ask for mine. I would gladly kneel to give it to them!"

"Come on, isn't it obvious? Those ladies have eyes for good things. Mr. Warren can pay everyone's

bills. Can you? He even paid twice. Can you do the same? Wow! That tall girl is gorgeous!"

"Please listen up, ladies. It's kind of boring to exchange WeChat IDs the normal way. Why don't we use

the drift bottle feature? If our drift bottles meet each other, I will turn your lives around. How about

that?"

Horace suggested with a chuckle when he saw that they were serious.

The chances that two drift bottles would meet were extremely low. It could be said that Horace skillfully

turned down these beauties.

Disappointment flickered in the eyes of all the beautiful ladies in an instant.

"Wonders will never cease! This man just turned down these lovely ladies. He's indeed a rare breed. If I

were in his shoes, I would gladly connect with them. I wouldn't be able to sleep at night because of the

excitement!" Some of the male diners shook their heads and held their chests. They felt heartbroken

that Horace had thrown away such a golden opportunity.

"Come on, guys. Stop daydreaming. Those ladies aren't blind. They can never fall in love with you!" a

female diner who was sitting close to the heartbroken men said disdainfully.

"The news about this super-rich man would spread like wildfire in this city. He footed both the lunch and

dinner bills of everyone present. His wealth is beyond our imagination!" One of the diners who had

been in the restaurant at noon glanced at Horace and sighed. Horace's face and good deed were

forever imprinted in his mind.