The Poor Billionaire

Chapter 45 Odd Reques

Several seconds passed and Gussie was still lost in thought. When Farris noticed this, he let out a

slight cough to call her attention. "Gussie! What are you thinking about? Mr. Warren just offered you a

gift. You should thank him. Do you think he gives rewards to just anyone?"

"Eh?" Gussie jolted back to reality when she heard his voice. She then looked at Horace, puzzled.

"Thank you, Mr. Warren," she uttered.

At this moment, Lana, who had been silent all this while, poked her and whispered, "Gussie, I'm lost

here. What's going on? Does he think Mr. Rivera would pay for him? Or can he afford the necklace?

Well, I don't think so. He looks so poor. If by chance he has that kind of money, he wouldn't squander it

on a single necklace here."

Gussie concurred with her. She muttered, "Lana, you aren't the only one confused. I don't understand

what's happening here at all. Is this poorly dressed man really Mr. Rivera's superior?"

"No, that's not possible. Not even in a million years. Remember that Mr. Rivera and Mr. Lyons are

wealthy and powerful. How can this thing have a higher status than them? If he's really their superior,

then he must be a legendary figure. How could such a person come to Rinas?"

Lana shook her head in disagreement. As far as she was concerned, there was absolutely no way

Horace was a big shot.

"Mr. Lyons said that this man is noble and equal to the most senior officials in the country. But there's

nothing to prove that it's true. Everything just doesn't add up. Do you think that this shabbily dressed

man is really a big shot?" More confusion set in as Gussie reminisced about what Fraser had said over

the phone.

"How is that possible? Gussie, do you know what it means to be a most senior official in the country?

How can a young man like him be equal to them? Getting such power is not a walk in the park. For this

reason, I don't believe what Mr. Lyons said. Besides, your face is slightly red. Are you getting scared?"

"Yes, Lana. I'm getting scared. You should be too. Come to think of it. Even though there is only a small

chance that this young man is more powerful than Mr. Rivera and Mr. Lyons, I think it's better that we

don't disrespect him anymore. I can't risk it!"

Fear replaced half of the confusion in Gussie's mind. She didn't want to be reckless even though she

wasn't sure of Horace's identity. She knew that she would be doomed for life if she stepped on the toes

of someone so powerful.

While Gussie and Lana were whispering, Horace pointed at the Jusete un Clou necklace and asked the

attendant, "Well, do you have any flexibility on the price? Can you accept thirty thousand dollars for it?"

The attendant was stunned to hear such a low offer. She stared at him with her eyebrows raised

slightly. 'Man, didn't you just say that you would buy the Panthere de necklace for this woman despite

knowing that it costs fifty-six thousand dollars? Why then are you asking for a discount of about 30% on

a necklace that's worth more than forty thousand dollars? Is this a joke? Or are you here to test your

bargaining skills?'

The attendant had a lot to say, but she didn't dare to voice out her thoughts. Like an experienced

professional, she immediately wore a polite smile and declined. "I'm sorry, sir. The Jusete un Clou's

price is not open for a bargain. The price is fixed. A discount of about 30% is not possible. However, I

have a little bit of good news. Our shop is having a celebration event today. Every jewelry here is on a

12% discount. That means you only have to pay thirty-nine thousand and six hundred dollars for this

necklace."

"What do you mean by 'the price is not open for a bargain'? Since Mr. Warren wants a 30% discount on

the necklace, you have to sell it to him immediately. If you refuse to give in to his demands, I will

destroy the whole shop today!" Farris breathed fire when he heard the attendant's refusal. His eyes

were already bloodshot.

This heavy threat sent a cold shiver down the attendant's spine. She was at a loss. After a while, she

looked at Horace for help and said, "I and my colleagues are nothing but employees in this place. We

don't own the shop. Please don't make things hard for us. If we had the power to bargain with

customers, we would gladly sell it to you at the price of thirty thousand dollars. But we don't have the

right to do so. Our hands are tied!"

With fear in her eyes, she looked at Farris and apologized, "Mr. Rivera, I'm sorry for offending you.

Please forgive me!"

The attendant was quite experienced, so she knew several wealthy individuals. She knew that Farris

was the most brutal person in the whole of Rinas. He was also a man of his words. If he targeted her

and this shop, she was certain that he would ruin her and her means of livelihood. This was why she

put her hope on Horace.

Although she was also surprised that Farris treated this young man with great respect, she couldn't

show it or even ask questions. She and her colleagues were trained not to pry into the customers'

personal affairs.

"What the..." Before Farris could finish cursing out loud, he saw that Horace waved his hand and said,

"Let it go, Uncle Farris. I understand her plight. Working as an attendant comes with very little authority.

We should be more understanding."

Horace had done many odd jobs like this, so he understood that they experienced great limitations and

difficulties. Even when some customers made strange demands or were annoying, they had to put on

polite smiles on their faces.

At the thought of this, it dawned on Horace that he had made a mistake just now. Bargaining in a luxury

store was unheard of.

All of a sudden, an inner door swung open and a woman walked out. She looked at Farris with a warm

smile and said, "Well, to what do I owe this pleasant surprise, Mr. Rivera? What brings you here

today?"

She then continued, "Mr. Rivera, is there any jewelry here that tickles your fancy? Not to worry. I'll give

it to you as a gift."

"Now that's what I'm talking about! Thanks, Norene. It's so nice of you. You are not as dull as your shop

attendants!" After praising Norene Cullen, Farris pointed at the necklace in Horace's hand and stated,

"Norene. I want to buy this necklace for thirty thousand dollars. Do we have a deal?"

"Mr. Rivera, you don't have to be so formal with me. I just said that I'll give it to you as a gift. Please,

you don't have to pay. Just take it!"

"Mr. Warren, you heard what she said. How about we accept it for free?" Farris suggested to Horace.

"What?" Norene was stunned when she saw how Farris accorded Horace great respect. The

attendants might only have a slight idea of Farris's power, but Norene knew a lot about him. For a man

of his caliber, it was rare for him to hold someone else in high esteem. She couldn't imagine the

influence and affluence of this young man in front of her.

It didn't take long for Norene to decide to please Horace. She straightened her clothes and said with a

tinge of flattery in her tone, "Wow! I'm so lucky to receive such a distinguished guest in our shop today.

It's our honor to have you here, Mr. Warren!"

She opened her arms generously and added, "Mr. Warren, you are free to choose whatever you like Text content © NôvelDrama.Org.

here. I will gift you anything that takes your fancy!"

"No, thanks. I can afford it." Horace politely declined her offer. He then pointed at the Jusete un Clou

rose gold necklace and requested, "I'll pay fifty thousand dollars for this necklace. However, I want you

to write a receipt of thirty thousand dollars for me. Can you do that?"

This request was rather odd. The shop attendant almost fainted with surprise when she heard it. She

was also very confused. 'He appears to be a rich young man. But why is he making such an awkward

request? The manager offered to give him the necklace as a gift, but he refused. He wants to pay more

than the original price but requests for a receipt that reads thirty thousand dollars. Rich men are so

weird nowadays. Wonders will never cease!'