Becoming the Richest Man Alive

Elena was so shocked that the cutlery fell from her hands. She let out a yelp and thought about helping Casper clean up, while the female server who had just doused him tried to slink away wordlessly before being seized by Casper.

“Hold it right there,” he said.

The server gnashed her teeth and repressed her own near overwhelming feelings of revulsion and disgruntlement before she turned to regard Casper.

The very thought of having to gaze upon someone like him filled her with disgust.

Casper recognized her as the female server who was glaring at him earlier.

Any ordinary server would have been fretful at spilling wine all over a customer, especially when one worked in a major hotel like this. Getting fired was one thing, but the prospect of offending the wrong people was much worse.

Not only was this girl lacking in fearfulness, she seemed completely at ease and was also able to veil her own emotions perfectly.

“This is on me, sir. I’m willing to bear all responsibility for it.”

Had Casper not seen her and noticed that sliver of contempt in her eyes from before, he might have actually bought into this girl’s act.

there an establishment where a server would

show of attitude? Is she suggesting that

by what she was implying, as though she was a tantrum-throwing kid—remorseless and indignant even after she got caught red-handed trying to get back at

had never met this server before, her temperament did not sit well with him, and for some reason, there was a sudden sense of familiarity in the way she looked at

that this girl might genuinely have a more adorable side to her, even if he had

she was deliberately out to get him, he thought it would be unbecoming

felt oddly envious at the way Casper looked

her phoenix-eyes, prominent nose, delicate lips,

who was quite put off by how Casper was staring at her was called Sharon Alder. She was the head chef who dressed up as a server. All of the dishes Casper and Elena had

manner by which Casper was staring at her made her forget about the fact that she had just spilled wine all

pervert? Keeping

little awkward in the presence of

say? I demand that you apologize to our boss immediately!” Before Casper could react, Elena was first to take exception to

viciously suggesting that she’d dig out

she wants to be fired from the hotel, or because she has

I know if you’re blinded by your own infatuation? You shouldn’t believe anything and everything that comes out of his mouth, or sooner or later, you’ll come to regret it!” Sharon cautioned Elena

was apparent that she had mistaken them for a couple, as Elena looked very much the part of a hapless teenager who

to sift through almost all of his memories so as to ensure that he