The Poor Billionaire

Chapter 51 Curry Favor

Raul respectfully bowed to Horace thrice and asked, "Mr. Warren, what brings you to this Cartier shop

today? Did you come to choose a gift here?"

Although Raul knew nothing about what happened earlier, he was smart enough to deduce Horace's

purpose due to the necklace in his hand. This material belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

Horace nodded and replied, "Yes, Uncle Raul. I came here to get a gift for someone."

"Mr. Warren, please permit me to say this. The pieces of jewelry in this shop are good and Cartier has

a good reputation all over the world, but they are different from the real top-grade ones. I have an idea.

How about I take you to see some brilliant jade? I know a good jade shop in Rinas!"

All the pieces of jewelry in this Cartier shop were luxurious, but the most expensive ones were only

about one million dollars. They didn't come close to the brilliance of high-grade jade. The first-rate jade

was so precious that it cost hundreds of million dollars. For example, the jade bracelet that Farris gave

Caylee was worth more than a hundred million dollars.

Horace wanted to take Raul up on his offer, but when he checked the time on his phone, he had to

refuse. It was already ten o'clock. He shook his head and declined politely. "Uncle Raul, don't worry. It's

already ten o'clock. I don't have enough time to check out the jade shop. I have so many things to do

today. Besides, I think this necklace is good. I like it very much!"

"Okay, Mr. Warren. Anything you say. If you are free in the future, I will take you there. It's a place worth

seeing. Trust me, you would like it." Raul nodded helplessly as he tried to set up another meeting. Due

to Horace's refusal, he felt that getting close to him was very difficult. 'Aargh! How did this bastard

called Farris win Mr. Warren's favor in the blink of an eye? I met him first. I should be the one closest to

him now.'

All the Warren family's associates that were present had heard what Egan said before leaving. In

summary, even if Horace didn't lift a finger, he would still be the heir of the family because his father

would do everything within his power to make him next in line. Some of the obstacles in his way had

already been dismantled. Now there were only a few things that were standing in his way. Horace had

a lot of power at his fingertips. If he wanted the Warren family to be reunited, his father would surely do

it for his sake.

Now was the perfect time to suck up to Horace. They didn't need a soothsayer to tell them that it would

be difficult to get close to Horace when he became the successor in the future.

After Raul bitterly lamented in his heart, he continued, "Mr. Warren, since you like Cartier jewelry so

much, I will give this shop to you as a gift."

Norene was taken aback by Raul's statement. She rolled her eyes at him. 'What in the world! You have

gotten some nerves. You want to give my shop to Mr. Warren. Have you asked for the shareholders'

opinions before making such an offer? Mtchew!' she berated him inwardly.

Norene's blood was boiling, but she was no match for Raul. She knew that he was the most mysterious

person in the whole city and the boss of the Sea Pavilion. She swallowed her words in order not to get

into trouble.

"Uncle Raul, I don't want this shop. It's useless to me. Owning tons of luxury jewelry is not my thing. I

only came here to buy a gift." Horace chuckled and waved his hand.

Nothing would have brought him to a luxury store if he wasn't shopping for Laila's birthday gift.

"Mr. Warren, I understand your point. But you would need to shop for presents for your other friends on

their birthdays. You can also come here to do it easily. Please accept this gift from me. It's not as

expensive as you think."

Raul unrelentingly tried to convince him. Without waiting for another response, he took out his phone

and tapped the screen a few times.

Asides from the other rich men, everyone else in the shop was shocked as they watched the scene.

'Are my ears deceiving me or what? How can you say that this luxury shop is not expensive at all?

Could you please consider our feelings? You are worsening our self-esteem. We can't even afford to

buy any of these luxury items for ourselves. Each piece of jewelry here cost an arm, but you just

offered the entire shop as a gift. That wasn't enough. You also said that the place is cheap. You lie!

This life is so unfair. My God!'

"Never mind, Uncle Raul. As I said, it would be useless to me. I don't have many friends. If you insist

on giving me this shop, I would only come here a couple of times. You don't have to go through the

trouble for something I don't need. Thanks for the offer, anyway."

Horace sighed. He thought of how small his friendship circle was. In high school, the only person he

could call his friend was Laila. A few of his schoolmates didn't bully him, but he never had a good

relationship with them. Most of them probably kept him at arm's length for fear that the bullies would

transfer aggression on them.

"Oh, Mr. Warren, it's no trouble for me. I've just contacted the shareholders of this shop. Not only that,

but I have also made a deal with them. This shop is now yours!"

"Uncle Raul, you have gotten to be kidding me. Wow! You are so efficient!" Horace's mouth flew open

in surprise when he heard these words. He had just seen Raul tapping his phone screen a few times. It

looked like he wasn't doing anything serious. To his surprise, Raul had actually bought the shop in a

trice. That was indeed amazing.

"Mr. Warren, it's no biggie. The shareholders of this shop are my friends. We have a mutually beneficial

relationship. I have rendered help to them in the past. So, as soon as I told them, they began to

transfer all their shares."

Raul shrugged his shoulders as he spoke. He was acting as if what he had just done was nothing

special.

'Fuck!' This new revelation extinguished Norene's anger. She was too stunned to speak. 'This man is

so mysterious. What the hell is his true identity? Something tells me he's not just the boss of the Sea

Pavilion. How was he able to convince all the shareholders so easily? They aren't ordinary big shots in

Rinas. They all hold top positions in several nearby cities. What did he tell them? I must admit that he's

indeed awesome!'

Norene still didn't know how powerful Horace was even though she had learned that he was from a big

family in Antawood. Since she had never been to Antawood before, she had very little idea about his

family and everything they controlled.

Meanwhile, the ordinary people present continued to be shocked by all that was happening. It seemed

like each new occurrence was even weightier than the former. It got to the extent that their hearts

became numb. They previously thought that they were experienced. But everything that happened

today made them realize that they had been living under a rock all their lives because they knew

practically nothing about how the world of the rich worked.

"Well, in that case, I'll take it. Thank you, Uncle Raul!" Horace had no choice but to accept the gift.

Since Raul had already convinced the shareholders to transfer the shop to him, he would come off as

rude and ungrateful if he still rejected the gift.

"Mr. Warren, now that's what I'm talking about! You have done the right thing. Anyway, you don't have

to thank me. It's nothing!" Raul was excited at this moment.

"No, I disagree, Uncle Raul. This is a huge gift. You deserve my gratitude. Thank you once again."

After saying these words, Horace glanced at all the rich men before saying, "Uncle Raul, Uncle Farris,

and... Everybody, I'm running out of time. I have a lot of things to put in place. If I don't leave now, I

would be late for lunch!"

When Farris heard him, he suggested, "Mr. Warren, where are you going? How about I drive you

there? It would be faster."

It took a while for Horace to think and decide. "Okay, Uncle Farris. I'm going to the Country Music

Restaurant. Thank you for offering to help. You are a lifesaver!"

When Horace checked the time on his phone just now, it was only ten o'clock. He was not yet late. If

Farris gave him a ride straight to his destination, it would take at most twenty minutes.

He guessed the guests wouldn't have arrived at the restaurant by twenty past ten. Thus, he readily

accepted the ride. It would not only be comfortable, but also spare him some time to check the

decoration Edna put together.