Chapter 33 Birthday Arrangements


    Horace sighed inwardly when he saw Ste kneeling at his feet. He pondered, ''People are really


    obsessed with money and power. Who would have thought that this woman, who rained insults on me


    would grovel at my feet now? If Farris hadn''te here today, I might have exposed my true identity.


    Otherwise, she would have continued to look down on me and even thrown me out of here! The actions


    of this attendant would have been forgivable if she had only insulted me. However, I can''t let her go


    with just a p on the wrist because she humiliated La too. This lovely and innocent beauty deserves


    my protection!''


    Horace took a deep breath, looked at La, and asked, "La, do you think we should forgive her?"


    The moment Horace asked that question, he regretted it. He knew beyond any doubt that La would


    forgive Ste.


    Sure enough, La nodded immediately and answered, "Horace, since she didn''t do us any physical


    harm, let''s forgive her!"


    "s!" With a helpless sigh, Horace nodded and agreed, "Okay!" He then looked at Davina, who was


    still holding a pen and notepad, and said, "Miss, please send the cakes to the Sea Pavilion at half past


    eleven tomorrow morning. My phone number is 12345678910!"


    "Horace, let''s not go to the Sea Pavilion!" La tugged at the helm of his shirt when she heard the


    address he gave Davina.


    "Hmm?" Horace looked at her and saw that she had pleading eyes. Something tugged at his


    heartstrings. He wondered if there was an underlying reason why she didn''t want to go there.


    He suddenly had a light-bulb moment after thinking for a while. La was working part-time in the Sea


    Pavilion. She probably didn''t want her roommates to find out. Her roommates were contemptuous and


    mean. Although La was privileged to be working in a top-notch restaurant, they would still make fun


    of her.


    La''s roommates divided careers into different levels. In their eyes, being a waitress was one of the


    lowest jobs and nothing to write home about.


    "Okay, La. It''s your birthday, so your wish is mymand. We won''t go to the Sea Pavilion." Horace


    finally gave in to her request.


    "Thank you, Horace!" La heaved a sigh of relief now that they no longer went back and forth on the


    matter.


    "Thank you? What are you thanking me for, La? I haven''t paid for your birthday meal. Neither did I


    buy the cakes. Why do you see the need to thank me?" La''s appreciation made Horace chuckle in


    surprise.


    "Oh, I haven''t expressed my gratitude to that kind gentleman!" La suddenly remembered someone.


    She turned to Farris, who was standing next to Horace. She bowed and said, "Thank you for paying for


    the cakes, sir!"


    "Ha-ha!" When Farris heard her appreciation, heughed and said, "Youngdy, you are wee. I did


    it for this young man here. I have made him my friend since we are always bumping into each other


    these days. You don''t have to thank me."


    "Thank you, sir!" Horace said to Farris respectfully. He hadpletely forgotten to express his


    gratitude until now.


    "What?" Farris was stunned by Horace''s appreciative statement. A trace of fear shed in his eyes. He


    was in a daze for a moment.


    However, he managed to regain hisposure quickly. Usually, he kept a cool head no matter the


    situation. But he found it hard to do so because Horace was involved. This young man was the heir of


    the Warren family in Antawood.


    Although Farris didn''t know much about how powerful the Warren family was at first, he went to


    Antawood and found out about their great influence and wealth.


    Since Horace was the son of Randall, he would have topete with other rtions to be the


    head of the Warren family after his father. Even if Horace didn''t win thepetition, he would always


    be superior to Farris. His appreciation was a big deal.


    Farris graciously patted Horace''s shoulder and said, "Young man, fate must be bringing us together for


    a reason. We have bumped into each other twice in just forty-eight hours. There''s no need to thank me.


    Also, you don''t have to be so polite and formal to me. Just take me as your friend!"


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    "Ha-ha!" Horace couldn''t helpughing due to his modest words. ''Uncle Farris is really something.''


    Horace ordered Davina politely, "Miss, please change the address to the Country Music Restaurant.


    The delivery time is still the same. Please make sure it''s delivered right on time."


    Afterward, Horace looked at La and asked, "We will go to the Country Music Restaurant. Are you fine


    with that?"


    To make her birthday special, Horace had decided to throw her a small party.


    The name of this restaurant might be a little vulgar, but it was more sophisticated than its name. It was


    indeed one of the top music restaurants in Rinas, and also one of Horace''s properties.


    Compared to the Sea Pavilion and other big restaurants, not many people knew the Country Music


    Restaurant. It was almost as expensive as the Sea Pavilion, but many people still didn''t count it as one


    of the best. Hence, Horace reasoned that La wouldn''t know about it.


    La had received a lot of training when she was employed as a waitress at the Sea Pavilion. She


    studied several majorpetitors, but she never heard of this particr restaurant. Due to the tawdry


    name, she guessed that it was a cheap restaurant and didn''t object this time. She didn''t intend to allow


    Horace to foot the bill tomorrow, but she was still thankful.


    His extreme thoughtfulness was the reason why she expressed her gratitude to him.


    La nodded in response to hisst question.


    Horace was relieved when she concurred. He rubbed his palms together and said, "Okay, La. Now


    that we have solved the cake problem, it''s time for us to leave."


    Horace knew that his presence here was keeping Farris from getting down to business, so he decided


    to take his leave.


    La was about to nod, but she suddenly remembered why Horace hade here in the first ce.


    She blurted out, "Horace, didn''t you say you wanted to buy some dessert for your mother? You haven''t


    bought it yet!"


    Even though it looked like Horace had forgotten about his main purpose ofing here, he hadn''t.


    Farris was his subordinate, but no one here knew that. He didn''t want to buy another thing on Farris''s


    tab; otherwise the others would think he was greedy and was trying to take advantage of him. He didn''t


    give a damn about what anyone thought about him, but he wanted to leave a good impression on La.


    After all, food was sold everywhere, but impressions are hard to change.


    "Hey, young man, you are such a filial son. Children like you are hard to find these days. I''m moved.


    You are tugging at my heartstrings." Farris ced his hand on his chest with an emotional expression


    on his face. Afterward, he turned to Davina and said, "Youngdy, give this young man some of the


    most delicious desserts in this shop!"


    "Okay, Mr. Rivera!" Davina replied respectfully. She then packed six desserts and handed them to


    Horace.


    "Mr. Rivera, I can pay for it myself. You just pre-ordered cakes for me. I don''t think it''s appropriate for


    me to ept dessert on your tab."