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Gerald Crawford:The Secretly Rich Man Novel (Invisible or Poorest) Chapter 197
“Sir, there’s just no way! Their food has already been served!”

“You still don’t get it? Don’t you know who you’re talking to? Three minutes, that’s all I’ll give you—and if you can’t get it done for me, your manager will do it in your place. Try me!” the man blustered arrogantly.

“Alright… I’ll give it a shot.” The waitress hurried inside and explained the situation.

Lilian and the others would have none of it.

What was the meaning of this? They had gotten here first—they had even begun eating already! Now, you come in here and say, what, switch tables? Just like that?

Who do you think you are!

“No way. Tell them we’re not moving!” Lilian was glaring, her temper suddenly flaring.

“Oho? I’d like to see just who that is hollering in there, thinking she’s hot stuff!”

The doors to the private room opened, and the other group strode right in.

It was building up toward a brawl.

side. He had nothing to fear from your run-of-the-mill rich brats—especially not now that he was working for the Mayberry

just unreasonable. How about this,

was cool and collected,

bearing multiple payloads: They were standing their

these days! You think just because I don’t work there myself, that means I

doorway, strolling through with

gave way to

a big kahuna attending Sunnydale University and had been painting

a recurring fixture at cruise parties, where he was said

big. Yancy was not your

you know who I

you!” Murphy was in total doormat mode now. Gone

one of Ken’s boys, huh?” Yancy smirked. “I came here to have dinner… is switching tables for my

we’ve already started here, you see… Couldn’t you just see this as doing

Yancy was done playing nice. “Enough horse crap—will you move or

did everybody

was not someone to be

here. One word to Aiden and he could kiss

cheeks were burning now, there was nothing for it but to grit his