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Gerald Crawford:The Secretly Rich Man (Invisible or Poorest) Chapter 549
“As if I care! She’s the one who spilled soup on me! I’ve done nothing wrong! She’s a mere waitress anyway, big
deal!” huffed Yolanda. She wasn’t afraid of the consequences since she knew that Jarvis was definitely the most
powerful man in the room at that moment. Nobody would dare to defy him and in extension, her.
Besides, her spotlight had been stolen by Michelle and she was already having a pretty bad day. Not only did they
not apologize for the soup on her clothes, but the manager was here scolding her! This was ridiculous…
The more she thought about it, the more Yolanda looked as though she would explode in anger.
“Don’t cry, Nat… I’ll have someone call Mr. Wadford for you. Your dad will definitely be able to handle this!”
comforted the manager.
Natalie Wadford was the daughter of Blake Wadford, the manager of this entire tourist attraction. Her father was
also one of the main organizers of the new projects around the area. Blake had been assigned from the main
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Since Natalie was bored during her summer holidays, she came here since she wanted to gain some experience
doing a part-time job. However, it was just her first day of work and she had already received a slap to her face!
Though she had begged her father for the longest time to allow her to take the job and have some fun, her efforts
ended up being the worst experience she had had throughout her time here.
“Humph! Call whoever you want to! We have Jarvis here! As if we’d be afraid of you guys!” scoffed Yolanda as she
clung to Jarvis’s arm. Everyone then turned to look at Jarvis. Being the egoistic man he was, he knew that Yolanda
was using his power to do as she pleased, and this stoked his ego to new heights.
He then stood up before coldly saying, “How amusing. Fine, let’s see who you’re calling over! Don’t worry Yolanda, I
have my connections!”
As Yolanda continued yelling hysterically, the manager made a phone call. A few seconds after his call ended, three
Audi A6 cars screeched to a halt at the restaurant’s entrance.
“Who the f*ck dared to slap my daughter? Do you have a death wish?!”
The furious voice came from a middle-aged man donning a suit. As he got out of his car, eight other bodyguards
followed closely behind. Nobody dared to mess with them since they were clearly men with power.
Yolanda now looked slightly terrified and she turned to Jarvis for help.
“Mr. Wadford! She did it! She’s the one who slapped Natalie on the face!” exclaimed the manager as he pointed
toward Yolanda.
“Oh? This b*tch? You sure have some guts, I’ll give you that much. Grab her!” shouted Blake as he signaled his
bodyguards to do so.
Jarvis immediately stood in front of Yolanda as if he knew what he was doing. “Heh, Mr. Wadford, was it? There
must be some kind of misunderstanding! Should I give a call to Mr. Dean? Since it was the manager who had let us
in, starting a fight here won’t be any good now, would it?”
It was clear that Jarvis thought that he held the most power in the room. After bringing up his superior connections,
all he needed to do now, was to wait for Blake to back down.
“For real? Those nobodies? Are you seriously trying to threaten me with them? You need a reality check, brat! F*ck
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmoff!” yelled Blake as he slapped Jarvis on the face. Blake’s had swung his hand hard, and Jarvis was almost knocked
down from that one slap alone.
“J-Jarvis!” Both Michelle and Yolanda rushed toward him after seeing that happen.
“Humph! And here I was wondering why this brat was being so stubborn! Listen, kid, do you really think Mr. Dean
and Mr. Will rule this area? Hah! Both of them still have to take orders from Mr. Wadford!” scoffed the restaurant
manager.
“…What?” Upon hearing that, Jarvis immediately froze. He had wanted to fight back but after finding out that Blake
was even more powerful than Mr. Dean, he didn’t dare to move another muscle.
Yolanda’s screams suddenly echoed through the restaurant. Two of Blake’s bodyguards were pulling her hair and
another was slapping her face. Chaos had befallen the group.
“Listen up, brats! You hurt my daughter so each and every one of you will pay for this! Don’t even think about
escaping!” roared Blake, his eyes red. He seemed to love his daughter very much.
None of them had expected their supper to end this way. Queeny and the others were struck with fear the moment
they heard what he said.
“M-Mr. Wadford, please! We didn’t even do anything!” pleaded Hugo immediately.
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