Chapter 52 Two Conspirators
The ride to the Country Music Restaurant took only sixteen minutes. Farris parked his Rolls-Royce in
front of the building when they arrived.
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He then turned to look at Horace who was sitting in the backseat and asked, "Mr. Warren, we have
arrived at the restaurant. Do you want me to go in with you?"
"No, thanks, Uncle Farris. There would be no need for that." After saying these words, Horace waved
at Farris and got out of the car.
"Oh my God! Is that a Rolls-Royce?" A girl standing at the corner of the road pointed at Farris''s car and
screamed excitedly.
"Yes, it is! And it seems to be a Phantom. A Rolls-Royce Phantom. What a sight to behold!" the other
girl standing beside her said with admiration as she stared at Farris''s car.
It was at this moment that Horace got out of the car.
When she saw him, her eyes widened in shock. She nudged her friend and asked in a confused tone,
"Lucinda, are you seeing what I''m seeing? Look! Isn''t that Horace?"
The two excited girls at the corner were Horace''s former ssmates and also La''s roommates.
Lucinda was the girl that mocked Horace yesterday at the fundraiser, and the other one was Macie
Ramos.
"It seems to be Horace!" Lucinda rubbed her eyes and looked at Horace again before she nodded
slightly.
Never in their wildest dreams had they imagined that a pauper like Horace would get out of a Rolls-
Royce. This was why it was hard to believe now that they saw him with their naked eyes.
Macie was stunned after the confirmation. "Isn''t Horace poor? Why did he just get out of the Rolls-
Royce? Jeez! Did he rent a car with the donations we made yesterday?"
"Renting a car isn''t the only issue here. It seems he also hired a chauffeur. Didn''t you see that he got
off the back seat?"
"This is unbelievable! If someone had told me that Horace rented a car with the money we donated for
his mother''s medical bills, I wouldn''t have believed the story. Worse still, he rented an expensive Rolls-
Royce. How can he be so wasteful?" Macie looked at Horace with inestimable disdain, as if he had
"Yes, you are right. We shouldn''t have donated money to a poor man like Horace in the first ce.
Most poor people lose their senses whenever they get a huge amount of money at once. It''s the same
thing Horace is doing now. He''s squandering our money!" Lucinda snorted and added, "About sixty
thousand dors was donated to him yesterday. He also spent nearly ten thousand dors for the
dinner. This means he only has about fifty thousand dors left. Renting a Rolls-Royce costs an arm.
There''s no way he would afford to rent it for several days with just fifty thousand dors."
"s! In all these, I pity Horace''s mother the most. She''s so unlucky to have such a dumb and unfilial
son. She''s fighting for her life in the hospital and can''t get all the treatment she needs. But her son, who
was given some money, has chosen to squander it just to act rich. There''s no one I hate in this world
than this guy!" Macie said with a ferocious expression.
"That''s right. Horace has no sense. It doesn''t pay to live a fake life. It''s pointless to brag about a car
when it''s not even yours. The act of showing off should be left to those trust-fund babies like Addy and
Averi, who actually have luxury cars."
"La is so annoying. She behaves so weirdly. Why did she invite this loser here today? Phew! Birds of
a feather flock together. Poverty is like a strong glue holding them together!"
"Let''s not conclude just yet. It''s possible that La wants to deceive Horace and get the money we
donated to him yesterday. You never can tell!"
The two girls stared at Horace as they chatted. Both of them harbored great resentment for him and
La in their hearts. Their hatred showed on their faces and in their words.
Horace had no idea that Lucinda and Macie had just seen him, so he didn''t know they were backbiting.
Standing in front of the restaurant, he waved at Farris again. "Uncle Farris, thank you so much. You
can leave now. Bye!"
"Okay, Mr. Warren. You are most wee. If you need anything, just call me!" Farris nodded and drove
away.
"Macie, did you just see that? Horace is really good at pretending to be rich with our money. Look at his
poise and manner of talking. The chauffeur he hired even served him a servile manner. Bah! He''s so
poor that he doesn''t know fifty thousand dors would finish in the blink of an eye. Just wait and see.
He would stop acting rich after the money finishes in three days."
Even though the girls were standing at a distance, Lucinda had sensitive ears. She had heard Farris''s
statement clearly. His words made her startining about Horace. She also predicted when he
would run out of cash.
"Did you say three days? Well, I predict that the money wouldn''tst until then. Horace would walk
home today if he continues to squander money in this manner!" Macie scowled in Horace''s direction as
she gossiped. She then added, "Isn''t he the one that would foot the bills for La''s birthday party
today? We need to seize this opportunity. Let''s force him to spend all the money we donated before he
leaves here today!"
The corners of Lucinda''s mouth raised slightly after she heard Macie''s suggestion. A secondter, she
replied, "Macie, you have gotten a point there. We can''t watch him squander the donation without
having our share. Horace shouldn''t be the only one to spend fifty thousand dors. It''s a waste if we
don''t have a hearty meal today. It should be our reward for attending a loser''s birthday party too!"
"Yes, it''s a good thing the party will be held at the Country Music Restaurant. I heard the food here is
delicious and expensive. Horace did well in choosing this ce. I give him that!"
"Ha-ha! He set himself up for humiliation. Come on, girl. Let''s eat to our fill and make him broke today!"
"It seems poor people know their ces and are calctive about so many things including
rtionships. Horace is a little self-conscious. He knows he doesn''t have money and sophisticated girls
wouldn''t even spare him a nce, so he settled for someone in his league. La is almost as poor as
him. She''s practically the only girl that would give him an audience. Talk about a poverty rtionship!"
"Ha-ha! They are both poor, so they are a perfect match!"
The girls were whispering, so their words didn''t get to Horace''s ears. He also didn''t see them. He just
walked into the restaurant.
The moment he stepped foot inside, one of the waitresses came to meet him and said apologetically,
"Good day, sir. I''m sorry. Our restaurant is fully booked this noon. Please go to another ce for lunch.
We apologize for the inconvenience. If you don''t know where to go, we can rmend several good
restaurants for you."
"Miss, it might interest you to know that I''m the one who booked the entire restaurant for lunch." Horace
chuckled after he heard her dissuasion.
"Eh? You are the one?" The waitress looked at Horace with great suspicion. She squinted her eyes and
shook her head doubtfully.
Horace was still wearing shabby clothes just like yesterday. Everything on his body cost less than one
hundred dors. More so, the clothes had already faded due to repeated washing. Some threads were
even hanging out. No one in his or her right mind would believe that Horace was the one that booked
the entire restaurant for lunch.
It wasmon knowledge that booking the entire Country Music Restaurant was extremely expensive.
Such a thing happened once in a blue moon. Even some trust-fund babies usually became strapped for
cash after booking the whole ce. This was to say that there was no chance that a poorly-dressed
man like Horace would be able to afford it.
Despite the waitress''s doubt, she was well-mannered enough not to drive Horace out immediately.
She finally said, "Sir, please wait here a moment. I will go to invite our manager to confirm your booking
right away. Excuse me."
"Okay!" Horace nodded and sighed.
''There are still good employees in the service industry. Edna did a good job in hiring a respectful
waitress. She looked confused and doubted my words, but she didn''t chase me out like I was some dirt
to be gotten rid of.''
Horace was pleased with the customer service here. The waitress didn''t treat him harshly like the
attendants in the BVLGARI shop.