The Poor Billionaire

Chapter 53 A Bet On His Sexual Life

Horace had only waited for a few minutes when he saw the waitress walking back with Edna beside

her.

It didn't take long for Edna to recognize him from a distance. She chuckled and walked quickly to him.

"Oh, Mr. Warren. You came earlier than scheduled. Welcome!" she said in a respectful but naughty

tone.

All the waiters and waitresses were shocked when they heard their boss's words. They didn't expect

that she would treat this young man with great respect.

This was happening for the first time. The employees in the restaurant knew that their boss never

showed respect to anyone, not even to the wealthiest people in the city. It was always the other way

round. They would all exchange pleasantries with her politely.

Judging by their boss's influence, they had deduced that she was one of the top personalities in the

city. Even people older than her showed her respect. Thus, they found it appalling that she was treating Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

a man younger than her with respect.

'Who is this man? How come our boss respects him so much?'

A few questions ran through the minds of the employees as they stared at Horace in confusion. The

waitress that attended to him when he came in was even more confused.

Horace was oblivious to what the employees were thinking. He didn't even notice the confused looks

on their faces. His attention was on the woman in front of him. With a smile, he remarked, "Edna, you

are completely different from how I imagined you to be!"

A cute smile appeared on Edna's face immediately after she heard those words. She then asked

coquettishly, "Mr. Warren, why do you say so? How did you picture me in your head? Did you think I

was ugly?"

"Of course not! On the contrary, I thought you would be a mature and intellectual beauty since you

became the manager of the Country Music Restaurant at such a young age. Seeing you like this took

me by surprise. I guess I'm not just good at imagining people's looks by their voices!"

Horace looked at her and sighed helplessly.

Edna was wearing a T-shirt with a lovely cartoon character on it. There were fringes on the bottom of

her snow-white trousers, which was in vogue. She also had on a pair of five-centimeter thick leather

boots. Her unique style made her look like a cute little girl.

Horace had read her profile online before now. Assuming he didn't know that she was twenty-nine

years old, he would have guessed she was sixteen or seventeen years old.

"Oh, Mr. Warren. I see that you fancy mature women. What an uncommon taste! In that case, I'll make

sure to look mature in the future!" Edna said coquettishly.

After nodding thoughtfully, she looked straight at Horace and suggested, "How about I change my

clothes now, Mr. Warren?"

"Eh? No... No. You look good in this style. Just be yourself." Horace's face turned red as she stared

into his eyes deeply.

"Oh my! Mr. Warren, why are you blushing? Do you have a fever?" Edna suddenly got worried and

behaved innocently. She gently reached out to touch Horace's cheek with her slender hand.

"Jeez! Mr. Warren, you are burning up!"

As soon as Edna's hand landed on his cheek, Horace felt an electric shock travel from his face down to

the sole of his feet. His whole body instantly went numb.

His face became even redder.

The entire staff watched the scene in shock. They all gave their boss confused stares. Although Edna

looked cute because of her sense of style, she wasn't a gentle woman at all. She was very strict.

She behaved indifferently to them and other diners no matter their status.

The employees were shocked to see that she was flirting with Horace.

Since he could elicit another side to their boss, they all thought that he was really something.

All of them sighed in unison and continued to look at their boss. This was a rare sight, so they didn't

want to miss any part of it.

The gap between Edna and Horace was very small at this moment. She inched her face closer and

blew air on his face. Afterward, she asked, "Mr. Warren, how about I cool your temperature by spraying

air on your face?"

As Edna's warm breath sprayed on his face, Horace shivered uncontrollably. The redness of his face

suddenly spread to his ears. He also felt a lump in his throat.

"Edna, please...please step back a little," Horace whispered to Edna after swallowing hard. She was

blowing air on his ear at this time.

"Ha-ha!" Edna suddenly laughed out loud when she noticed Horace's embarrassed countenance.

After taking two steps backward, she patted him on the shoulder and remarked, "Oh, Mr. Warren. You

are indeed a virgin."

"A virgin? What do you mean? Edna, can you explain your last statement?" Horace asked in confusion.

"Well, I'm trying to say that you haven't had sex yet!" Edna explained without mincing words.

"Huh! How is my sex life any of your business, Edna? What would you do with that information even if I

told you?"

Horace began to blush again as he fired questions at her. Her response wasn't what he had been

expecting at all.

"Well, Mr. Warren, Farris told me yesterday that you have never been sexually active. I thought he was

fibbing, so we made a bet. Just now, I realized that he was actually telling the truth. I find it surprising

that you are still a virgin. Even people younger than you have gotten laid. Mr. Warren, you are already

eighteen years old. You are not getting any younger. You should have some fun!"

"No, thanks. I'm only an eighteen-year-old child. My idea of having fun isn't in any way connected to

getting laid. And I intend to keep it that way!" With the back of his hand, Horace wiped away the cold

sweat on his forehead. She had just put him on the spot. He didn't expect her to be so straightforward

and blunt.

Something suddenly occurred to him at this moment. "Did you just say Farris?" he asked in confusion.

"Yes, Farris Rivera." Edna looked at him with an amusing smile. She nodded and added, "Well, Mr.

Warren, you are just a child in my eyes!"

"Uncle Farris?" Perplexity overwhelmed him at first. A second later, he understood what had happened.

He had bumped into Farris at the Vloni Bakery last night. Farris had heard him when he gave the

Country Music Restaurant as the delivery address for the cake. He soon concluded that it wasn't

surprising that Farris would come here. He was always everywhere and anywhere.

Afterward, Horace further queried, "What exactly did Uncle Farris come here to talk to you about? How

come my sexual life became a topic of discussion?"

"Mr. Warren, Farris came here yesterday and told me a lot of things about you. He asked me to support

you! We talked for a long time, so I can't remember all the details. However, I do remember that he said

you had a hard time in the past eighteen years. It was then he revealed you haven't touched a woman

before! I didn't believe him, so we made a bet!"

Edna chuckled as she recounted her meeting with Farris.

"Ah! Uncle Farris is such a blabbermouth!"

"Ha-ha, Mr. Warren, you can say that again. I must admit that Farris's mouth is out of control when he

wants to gossip. He's the only congenial friend I have in this city because he never keeps anything

under wraps when we are discussing. He tells it all! So, I swear my allegiance to you today. You are the

only one I recognize as the heir of the Warren family!"

As Horace stared at this forthright young woman in front of him, he thought, 'It's such a pity that you

were born a woman in this men's world!'

After a while, he said sincerely, "Thank you, Edna!"

"Thank you? Come off it, Mr. Warren. You have a noble identity. Don't say thank you so casually to your

subordinates. You have to be cold and unapproachable. Do you understand?" Edna advised seriously.