Becoming the Richest Man Alive

Chapter 93

As Giselle took Casper to a packed, public place, those muscular men were still hot on their trail.

She shot a look at him, and he nodded reluctantly before dashing into the crowd nearby.

Seeing him sprinting away all of a sudden, the men behind them also ran in that direction. Meanwhile, Giselle quickly dashed in another direction and kept glancing back to check on his condition.

After she was sure that Casper had outrun them, she heaved a sigh of relief and strode toward the place they had agreed on beforehand.

While over on the other side, Casper was slumped in his seat in a restaurant. Upon seeing Giselle coming inside, he immediately sat straight and acted nonchalantly.

However, she had seen it all and chuckled as she walked toward him. “You can sit however you want.”

Ignoring her teasing remark, he cleared his throat in embarrassment and handed the menu to her. “Meal’s on me.”

“No, thank you. It’s on me.” She waved her hand politely.

“You helped me today. I should be the one to foot the bill.” With that, he waved to a server and summoned him over to their table.

As the server reached them, he was dazed by Giselle’s beauty for a moment before scrutinizing Casper’s appearance.

Tsk, I didn’t expect a broke guy to be able to date such a beautiful woman.

After she finished ordering her food, she put down the menu and slid it to Casper. Without looking through it, he told the server that he would have the same.

The server took the menu and smiled at Giselle before turning on his heel and left, hardly sparing a second glance at Casper.

Even though Casper noticed his attitude, he did not say anything. After all, as a person who had been through a lot, he could not care less about petty people like that server.

After that, Giselle leaned in closer to him and inquired worriedly, “Why were those guys after you? Are you sure you’ll be alright? I think we should go to the police. What if they attack you?”

As she continued to persuade him to seek help, he was rather touched by her genuine concern. Owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

Smiling, he patted her hand and comforted her. “It’s okay. I can handle it myself. Even though I look like an ordinary student, I’m actually pretty good in martial arts.”

After living through the hellish training my grandfather arranged for me back then, I’m no longer the same as the other rich kids who only know forms of combat skills. But the past is in the past, so there’s no need to mention any of it to her.

His confidence eased Giselle’s worry substantially. She nodded in reply and said, “Take care of yourself, alright? Don’t get hurt.”

Staring at her captivating eyes, he was mesmerized by her beauty once again.

“Okay.” He grinned in response and nodded, feeling as if on cloud nine.

Just then, the server arrived at their table with a food trolley and gently served a plate of steak to Giselle.

She nodded with a smile. “Thank you.”

Then, he gave Casper the side-eye. How could a man like him date a beauty like her? He doesn’t deserve her.

Casper saw his scornful look and urged with a monotonous voice, “Hurry up and leave once you’re done.”

The server put down his steak heavily onto the table with a thud, and the sauce splashed onto Casper’s shirt.

Seeing that the server was going to leave without a care, Casper’s face fell instantly. “Hold it right there. Did I say you can leave now?”

“How may I help you?” The server turned back around and rolled his eyes at Casper.

Casper let out a scoff and pointed to his shirt. “Is this the way you should treat a customer? Don’t you see that you’ve stained my shirt?”

With a bored expression, the server slapped a white napkin onto the table before grabbing a piece of tissue and handed it to Casper. “It’s just a few drops of sauce. Your cheap shirt will be fine. Do I really have to wipe it for you?”

Having enough of his impudence, Casper bellowed, “What kind of attitude is this?”

He was the one who did it, but he has absolutely no guilt at all! How ill-mannered!

His previously smiling face turned into a frightening look of rage.

Taking a deep breath to compose himself, he said to the server, “Get your manager here.”

However, the server was unwilling to listen to Casper. Instead, he took out a fifty from his pocket and retorted, “That’s enough. Aren’t you just trying to blackmail me? That shirt is probably just thirty at

most. This should be more than enough to pay for it.”

Sitting at the side, Giselle also could not bear the server’s attitude anymore. She rose to her feet in an instant and berated him, “You’re the one who dirtied his shirt. Please mind your words.”

She puffed out her flushed cheeks and stared at the server, her chest heaving in indignation.

On the other hand, Casper was taking great pleasure in seeing her protecting himself.

However, he did not let his gleeful emotion show on his face. “Go on and call your manager here.”

“Why are you still insisting on calling my manager? Did I not give you compensation already?” the server snapped.

His brusque words caused Giselle to almost burst with rage. “Since we can afford to dine here, do you think we would lack a fifty?”

Casper had no intention of continuing the conversation with the server. He took out a few hundred from his wallet and gave it to a female server standing at the side. “Hi. Can you get your manager here? This is for you.”

Her eyes instantly brightened up in delight. Since she was not close to that colleague, she took the cash happily and went to their manager at once.

The concerned server’s face fell immediately. I had never been humiliated like this. ”What do you want from me?”

Casper let out a scoff and gave him a nonchalant shrug. “Nothing really. We just want the manager to come.”

Soon, the manager arrived. He was a pot-bellied, middle-aged man who looked like a scheming, calculative person.

“Hello. How may I help you? What happened here?” the manager inquired, giving Casper and Giselle a big smile.

Seeing that the manager was here, the server immediately started spewing out nonsense. “Sir, please help me. This male customer accidentally spilled some sauce on himself and blamed it on me. I didn’t want this to become a big issue, so I offered him fifty as compensation. But this man is pushing it too far and wants to file a complaint against me.”

Then, he pointed to the fifty on the table. “Please have a look, sir. The money I gave is still there.”

Giselle was furious to the core. “Y-You are talking nonsense! You were the one who spilled it on him! How could you twist the truth and lie through your teeth?”

Meanwhile, Casper was as cool as a cucumber. “I’m greatly disappointed with the staff attitude of this restaurant, but the top-notch ability to tell blatant lies does surprise me.” His voice was dripping with sarcasm.

The server’s lie did not make Casper panic. Narrowing his eyes, he was more curious about what the manager would do next.