Instant Millionaire

Chapter 30: Why Does Mr. Fred Believe in Nonsense

"Mr. Fred." Quincy recognized him. At the banquet held for Quincy by Zayne, Quincy had seen him.

Quincy didn't expect that this hotel was actually owned by his own family.

Feeling extremely flattered, Fred Thompson said, "I'm flattered. Please call me Fred."

Quincy was an easy-going person, so he just addressed the manager Fred.

"Mr. Quincy, what brings you here?" Fred bowed and asked.

Quincy smiled and said, "I came out with my classmates. We don't want to go back, so we check in

your hotel." This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

"I see." Fred nodded and turned to ask the receptionist, "Has this honored guest been checked in?"

"Yes!" The receptionist said with a trembling voice. To her surprise, the manager would be so polite to

this man, who wore cheap clothes. Just now, all the staffs, including her, treated Quincy with disregard.

If the manager pursued this matter, she might lose her job.

"This honored guest has checked in the big room next to the public bathroom on the third floor."

"What? That room is the worst of the hotel. How dare you arrange it for Mr. Quincy?" Fred said angrily.

To some degree, this hotel belonged to Quincy. It was an honor for Fred that Quincy came here

personally. Yet, the worst room of the hotel had been arranged for Quincy. Fred thought it would make

trouble for him.

"Fred, don't blame them. My friend helped me check in that room." Given Fred's angry and fierce look,

Quincy was worried that the staff would be implicated. After all, it wasn't her fault.

Fred said indignantly, "Mr. Quincy, your friend is stingy. Well, I'll arrange the best room in our hotel for

you right now."

Patting Fred's shoulder, Quincy said, "No need. I'll stay in that room tonight. Don't worry. I understand

your kindness."

"Mr. Quincy, I'm sorry to make you go through all this!"

Since Quincy had already said that, Fred did not dare to disobey him. So he did as what Quincy asked.

"Alright, get your things done first. I'll go to my room." After that, Quincy walked to his room.

At this time, all stuffs looked at Quincy with respect in their eyes. Facing Quincy, they put on big smiles,

which made Quincy feel a little out of it. He smiled faintly at them and went to his room.

After he lay in the bed, someone pushed in a dining cart filled with high-end red wine and snacks.

Later, a cleaner cleaned up Quincy's room. Then, a tall beauty came, intending to chat with Quincy, but

Quincy declined.

"Fred is thoughtful." Quincy sighed with a bitter smile when nothing happened again.

Quincy suddenly looked at his watch. More than an hour had passed since they entered the hotel.

Quincy hesitated over telling Krista the truth, but now it was too late.

If Ramon wanted to sleep Krista, he must have succeeded now!

'Forget it. Perhaps even if I tell her, Krista won't believe me. She may even mock me, claiming that I try

to take advantage of her shamelessly.'

Thinking of Krista's attitude towards him, Quincy was no longer as regretful as before.

Lying on the bed, Quincy closed his eyes and was about to go to sleep. Suddenly, he heard a

commotion outside. First, the door was slammed, and then the sound of hurried footsteps came.

"Get lost!" In the corridor, Krista was wrapped in a white washcloth, revealing her fair shoulders and

two slender legs. In bare feet, she glared at Ramon, who was chasing after her.

"Krista, hurry up and follow me inside. Look at you dress. If other men see you, aren't you letting them

take advantage of you?" Ramon only wore a red underwear, revealing his trembling bulges on his

waist.

"Ramon, you are a liar. Your family didn't help mine when we were in trouble, did you?" Krista looked at

Ramon with a sneer.

"What? Krista, are you mistaken? If my family didn't help you, who else could? Do you think so?"

Ramon smiled awkwardly with a guilty conscience.

"You're still acting, aren't you?" Krista shook the phone in her hand, saying, "My dad called me just

now. He went to visit your dad tonight and asked about this matter. Your dad personally told him that he

didn't offer any assistance! You've been lying to me these days!"

As soon as Krista entered the room, Ramon started to harass her and told her a lot of sweet words in

order to coax her into sleeping with him.

Krista finally decided to satisfy him. After all, it was only a matter of time. After taking a shower, she lay

on the bed. Having taken off his clothes, Ramon climbed onto the bed. However, at this moment,

Krista's father called. Krista answered the phone, failing to expect to hear such a piece of news.

Krista felt extremely disgusted as Ramon watched her with lust while lying on the bed, so she ran out in

panic!

"Your father ... went to see my father?" Ramon was dumbfounded, feeling extremely regretful. Just

now, he almost succeeded, but his father ruined his plan. Was his father joking him?

"Krista, listen to me, although..." Ramon wanted to calm Krista down and coax her into making love

with him. He walked forward and grabbed Krista's arm.

"Don't touch me. You make me sick!" Right now, Krista thought that Ramon was extremely ugly. She

felt sick on seeing him, let alone having physical contact with him.

Krista shook off Ramon's hand. But she did too hard that she accidentally hit a statue of an eagle

beside her. With a sound, the statue fell to the ground and shattered into pieces.

Krista didn't care at all, continuing quarreling with Ramon.

"Did you break this statue?" At this time, a tall middle-aged man walked over, looking angrily at the

shattered statue on the ground.

"Manager Fed ..." Staffs around him lowered their heads and respectfully greeted.

"Yes, I did. What's wrong?" Krista answered with anger.

"Alright, you are straightforward. Since you admit it, then please compensate for our loss." Fred said

with a gloomy expression.

"I'll pay it. Look at you. Isn't it just a statue? Without magnanimity, how can you run the hotel?" Krista,

who was in a fit of rage, would vent her anger to anyone.

"Miss, you are right. But I'm not as rich as you." Fred sneered, "Then please compensate now. This

statue was created by Gaston's apprentice, Michelle, in 1986. I bought it at Christie's Auction House in

Atlanta two years ago, and it cost me 7.76 million yuan!"

"What?" Thinking that she had heard wrongly, Krista looked at Fred in disbelief.

Fred disdained to explain to Krista, and directly asked someone to show Krista the receipt.

Words failed Krista.

7.76 million was equivalent to her family’s annual income!

"Sir, I didn't mean it ..." In panic, Krista felt limp, holding the receipt with her trembling hands.

"Weren't you quite straightforward just now?" Fred sneered, "Don't count on me withdrawing the claim

for compensation. You must pay me 7.76 million yuan. Call your family now!"

Krista's heart missed a beat. The receipt slipped out of her hand and her legs trembled even more

violently, as if a gust of wind could blow her down to the ground.

If her father found out about this, he would beat her to death. Thinking of her father's fierce face, Krista

felt especially scared.

At this time, Kyla and Alden ran to Krista and asked with concern, "Krista, what's wrong?"

Having told them about it, Krista burst into tears. "What should I do? If my father finds out, he will beat

me to death."

Looking at Fred with tears streaming down her cheeks, Krista said, "Sir, don't ask me to pay for it,

okay? I can work for you. I will definitely pay off. Do you need a babysitter at home? I can be your

babysitter. Although I don't know how to do it, I can learn."

In order to hide this matter from her parents, Krista was willing to do anything. Perhaps even if Fred

asked Krista to satisfy him secretly, Krista would agree.

"Little girl, don't think of any other unrealistic methods. Call your parents as soon as possible!" Fred

was a businessman. Although he felt that Krista was a little pitiful, he had to take back the money.

Krista was despairing, overwhelmed by her self-blame, regret, worry, and fear.

"Mr. Fred." At this time, Quincy walked over leisurely. He almost heard everything that had just

happened.

"Mr...." Fred was about to call Quincy, but Quincy signaled him not to with his eyes.

"Mr. Fred, I think it's good that this sculpture was shattered." Quincy smiled, looking at Fred.

On hearing Quincy's words, people present were extremely surprised.

The statue worth 7.76 million was smashed. But Quincy said it was a good thing. Wasn't he asking for

trouble?

Fred respectfully asked, "How does it come? I look forward to listening to your opinion." Fred was

puzzled what Quincy mean.

"Most of your customers are fellow countrymen or foreigners?" Quincy asked.

Fred thought for a moment and returned, "Of course fellow countrymen."

"That's right. You rely on the fellow countrymen for a living, but you spent a lot of money on buying an

American sculpture in the United States. Do you know that our country is in a trade war with the United

States? If citizens know that your hotel has this sculpture, they will probably boycott your hotel. If the

news is broadcast on CCTV, I'm afraid your hotel will lose more than 7.76 million yuan! That's why I

said that it was good to smash this sculpture!"

The others couldn't help but laugh when they heard Quincy's opinion, which was related to the trade

war. Such a deceptive remark wouldn't convince a three-year-old boy, let alone Fred.

As Quincy backed her up, Krista was a little touched. But now, she was disappointed. It was stupid of

her to expect Quincy to help her. He was just a fool. His remark embarrassed her even more!

Just as everyone expected Quincy to make a fool of himself, Fred respectfully returned with a smile,

"You are right. I have been negligent."