Becoming the Richest Man Alive

Chapter 192

With that, the mass of the white shirt Casper had on today, alongside his pants, were drenched into a shade of claret, enveloping his entire person with the dense piquancy of fermented grapes.

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.

where a server would speak to its customers

that not a clear show of attitude? Is she suggesting that she’ll pay and take responsibility, but

as though she was a tantrum-throwing kid—remorseless and indignant even after she got caught red-handed

had never met this server before, her temperament did not sit well with him, and for some reason,

adorable side to her, even if he

deliberately out to get him, he thought it would be unbecoming of him if he did not reciprocate

at the

demeanor, the server was quite the head-turner with her phoenix-eyes, prominent nose, delicate lips, fair complexion, and head-full of long silky

off by how Casper was staring at her was called Sharon Alder. She was the head chef who dressed up as a server. All

at her made her forget about the fact that she had just spilled

me, you pervert? Keeping staring, and I’ll pluck your

in the presence of this exceedingly

you apologize to our boss immediately!” Before Casper could react,

suggesting that

so emboldened to speak this way because she wants to be fired from

You shouldn’t believe anything and everything that comes out of his mouth, or

as Elena looked very much the

Casper to sift through almost all of his memories so as

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