NovelAppJohn’s expression darkened when he learned of Skylar’s brazen decision.
He chided, “Don’t blame me for being nasty. I’ll get my men to chase you out of the restaurant!” He took
out his walkie-talkie, intending to call the security guards.
Their conversation was cut off by a loud glass shattering.
“Daddy, I didn’t mean to do it!” Lola sobbed loudly while balling her fist in anxiety. She wanted to pick
up a spoonful of vegetables that was placed in front of Skylar, but clumsily knocked the glass of red
wine on the floor instead.
Skylar patted her cheek and comforted, “It’s all right, sweetheart. It’s just a glass of wine.”
John decided to take advantage of the situation. “Just a glass of wine? Did you know that this glass
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtwas produced by the royal family’s craftsmen? It’s made with limited edition pure crystals, each costing
28 to 30 thousand dollars. You need to compensate for the glass because your daughter broke it. If you
can’t afford to pay, I’ll turn a blind eye if you leave right away,” he lectured.
“28 thousand dollars? Did you inflate the price on purpose?” Valerie exclaimed, taken aback by the
exorbitant price. She did not believe that a common wine glass could transform into a rare crystal cup.
John regarded the group with a haughty look and said, “I get to decide the value of the broken glass.
Didn’t I offer a way out? If you are unable to compensate for the cup, leave immediately!” He lifted his
walkie-talkie and threatened, “I’ll give you 30 seconds to get out of here. If not, I’ll have my men throw
you out on the streets.”
“You… you’re such a bully!” Valerie screamed in frustration. Yulia, too, made a disdainful grimace.
In contrast to their angry demeanor, Skylar laughed and gave the man a steely stare.
John glared at him and challenged, “What are you laughing at?”
Skylar smiled as he asked, “If the wine glass my daughter broke is worth 28 thousand dollars, how
much does the entire restaurant cost?”
Even though he did not know what Skylar was up to, he answered to avoid appearing weak. “50 million
dollars. Why do you want to know that?”
Skylar ignored the man’s question and asked, “All right, what’s your bank account number?”
“What the hell are you up to?” John demanded.
“I’m going to compensate you,” Skylar said matter-of-factly.
Despite his skepticism, John did as he was told, thinking that the man intended to pay for the broken
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmwine glass.
Skylar called Dianne and instructed, “Transfer 50 million dollars to the bank account that I’m sending
shortly.”
John stared at the man blankly before breaking out into laughter. “You can’t even afford 30 thousand
dollars. How do you plan to raise 50 million dollars? Stop putting on a front!”
Suddenly, his phone rang. He was astonished to see the notification alert from the bank. 50 million
dollars has been credited into your account.
John dreaded what was to come since he had misidentified a wealthy guy as a pauper, and angered
him with his nasty demeanor.
While John was still processing his thoughts, Skylar said lazily, “I paid 50 million dollars to take over
your restaurant. You may get out of here now. I’m sending my guys to tear this place down.”
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