Conglomerate Children Who Look Poor

chapter 55

“Yes. I won some money!” Afzal answered with a smile.

“Why did you spend all that money? Should you also keep some of it for your own use?” Mila continued her question.

“Save some?”

“Afzal is so naive, how could he possibly be able to save money? Hahaha.” Victor, who had just entered the room, said he seems to have heard stories from many people about Afzal winning the lottery.

Of course Victor used this opportunity to step on Afzal even more.

“Okay, okay, everyone, please sit down. By the way, just now that I was downstairs, I was talking to the student president to invite some friends from other majors. I invite a few more people to join us tonight!” Victor said with a laugh.

“Good idea! But, Victor, even though this room is very beautiful and luxurious, I'm afraid it won't load too many people.”

Whitney was thrilled and intrigued when she heard that a student president from another major was coming.

Whitney was eager to meet them because Whitney was the kind of person who enjoyed being in a relationship and being close to those with status and influence.

“ Yes! Three of them will come and join us. If it were only two people, it would be easy for us to share a place with them. But it will definitely be very difficult if you still have to add one more person!” Victor said riled while scratching his forehead.

Afzal realized that Victor deliberately said all that and showed it to him.

The only reason Afzal wants to come to dinner is because he wants to give face to Mila, Afzal wants to please Mila.

A get-together with friends is always like this. One person is invited and he will take his friend and so on.

Although the host was uncomfortable with the situation, he would usually choose to keep quiet.

Afzal is in a difficult situation because Mila invited him tonight.

“Heavy love.” Zachy complained to himself.

When he saw a bottle of juice on the turntable, Afzal wanted to pour a glass of juice for him to drink.

But he had not yet reached for a bottle of juice, someone turned his table so that the bottle of juice was out of reach of Afzal's hand.

Because the one in front of him is now a teapot, then Afzal decided to drink tea only.

But again he had not had time to take the teapot, someone turned the table so that Afzal could not reach the teapot.

Who did?

Afzal raised his head and looked around, then realized that Whitney's hand was resting on the turntable. Whitney was glaring at him.

What does that have to do with Afzal if there's one more person to join?

Afzal was determined in time to teach Whitney a lesson.

It was enough for Afzal to receive all the unreasonable treatment from Whitney.

“Afzal is shameless! It was good to eat for free, so he took someone else's seat and acted like he owned this place!” Quinn chimed in with a disdainful tone.

Quinn said it represented Victor and everyone at the table. Quinn also did not have the slightest positive impression of Afzal because from the beginning Quinn had looked one eye and looked down on Afzal.

“Mila, why don't you ask Afzal to come home first? You can invite him to dinner sometime. See how messy and difficult seating arrangements are now! It doesn't matter!” Whitney begins to influence and show her power to Mila.

Mila scrunched her forehead. If he knew that something like this would happen, Mila and Afzal would definitely not be attending the event.

Mila was weighing up to invite Afzal to leave the restaurant.

Mila had no time to say, Quinn pointed to a small table beside them and said, “Alright, Afzal doesn't have to go. But he just needed to move to the small table and continue eating there. We'll give him some kind of dish in one plate. It won't make any difference to him, will it?”

“Alright, I think that's a great idea. Since Afzal is poor, we should not familiarize him with too many kinds of delicious dishes. Kalu no, he will not be able to pay for his taste in the future!” Nathaniel agreed with Quinn's opinion, he said with a sigh of excitement.

That bunch of people really dirty his mouth!

To be honest, Afzal desperately wanted to break the table and leave the place instantly.

Afzal was already standing but then he changed his mind.

Gone off?

If he were to leave, wouldn't he be the subject of their ridicule all the time?

Goddamnit! Afzal decided not to go! After all he would not, allow all of them to continue to bully himself in his territory?

Suddenly, the thought flashed through Afzal's mind.

Afzal nodded and said, “Okey, fine. I'll sit at the little table.”

After saying so, Afzal pulled out his chair and sat down facing the small table.

Suddenly, someone opened the door of the room forcefully...