Chapter 009

Mr. Weymer finally left after some bits of idle chats with Oscar. During their discussion, he had tried many times to goad Oscar into revealing his identity.

Too bad Oscar was extremely shameless and thick skinned, dismissing the probings and pretending to be dumb.

Helpless, Mr. Weymer could only bid his fare well to Oscar, but not before leaving a card behind.

"This is a diamond tier ownership card. If you are to patronize any of our business within the estate, you would be accorded with the highest tier elite treatment" Oscar remembered Mr. Weymer's words after he dropped the card.

Inspecting the card, he couldn't help but marvel at the extravagent card made out of precious stone.

Stowing the card into the system inventory, he brought out his phone, noticing the damaged screen.

"I'll get a new one" he mumbled merrily.

At that moment, he felt a pang of hunger.

Apart from the mini bar, there was nothing consumable in the house.

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Crusty Krab was a pretty well known restaurant in West View. It was among the top five cuisine centers in the city and all their ratings were solid five stars.

Many would usuall visit White Lotus Estate just to have a taste of their food. When compared to Darlingtinzz pizarrie, their popularity far outstripped the latter.

Oscar marveled at the restaurant as he strode over with brisk steps. Thanks to the new branded clothes he wore, he felt an extra layer of confidence.

Walking unimpended into the restaurant, he felt gleeful in his heart. Crusty Krab was an existence he didn't even dare going a step close before.

But now, he was about to have dinner in it!

Feeling these complicated emotions, he could only inwardly thank the system for changing his fate.

"Oscar?!" a feminine voice rang out in shock and surprise just after Oscar got in.

Feeling the voice to be somewhat familiar, He looked over towards the direction of the voice.

When he saw a lady in staff clothing mopping the tiles of the restaurant, a wry smile appeared on his lips.

"Layla whatsup?" he waved at her before ambling towards her.

Layla was one of the famous girls on campus. She usually wore expensive clothes and always claimed to be the daughter of a rich man.

Who would've thought she was just living a fake life and was actually a janitor in a restaurant.

Layla panicked when she saw Oscar coming over. At that moment, she knew all her lies were completely exposed.

"W-what are you doing here? are you h-here to get a job?" she was too nervous that she failed the notice the expensive clothes Oscar wore.

"Far from it. I came to eat dinner!" he replied smugly.

"What an idiot. Do you think a pauper like you can afford a meal here? let me tell you, a deposit must be paid before you can order anything. From what i've heard, the amount isn't cheap" Layla naturally didn't believe Oscar.

When she swept him over with her sharp eyes, she finally noticed his outfit.

"You.. the.. who gave you those clothes!" her eyes almost bulged out from their sockets.

As a materialistic lady, she instantly recongnized just how costly the outfit must have cost.

"Hmph. Gave? hey! i bought them at a boutique, hehe" Oscar felt inwardly gleeful when he saw Layla's comical expression.

Although Layla didn't bully him at campus, the contempt in her eyes whenever she saw him was hard to conceal.

As such, he felt a sense of contentment and fufilment when her usual contemptous gaze changed to that of shock.

Layla rubbed her eyes fiercely, wishing that it was her eyes playing tricks on her.

"How did you have so much money?" she could only mutter in a half dazed state.

"Actually, i am the son of a rich man who came out to experience true love. Ah, my cover is blown now" Oscar shamelessly said with a shy face.

Layla's body trembled all over when she heard this confession. Oscar smacked his lips in satisfaction, swaggering away.

Now he couldn't wait to return back to campus.

He was sure Layla would spread the news of his sudden wealth.

He could already picture the regretful expression on Laura's face.

Muhahaha

Walking directly to the counter, he slammed down the card Mr Weymer gave him, without saying a word.

The Male staff who was about to ask Oscar to follow the normal procedure of making a deposit before making an order suddenly went rigid.

Oscar smiled in satisfaction.

"You recognize this card right?"

The male staff nodded earnestly.

"Good. I want the best treatment that your restaurant can offer"

"One minute sir!" the male staff broke into a sprint, racing towards the manager office.

Oscar didn't have to wait for long before the male staff hastily returned back, with a lady besides him.

The lady's hair was tied in a bun. Her face lacked any traces of make up, however, it did little to conceal her natural beauty.

She wore a black blazer and a pencil skirt. The shirt underneath the blazer had it's top button unbuttoned, revealing a tantalizing cleavage.

Oscar gulped, as he appreciated the beauty before him.

"Hello esteemed customer. I am Dehlia, the Manager of this restaurant" the beauty besides the male staff flashed Oscar one of her warmest smiles, while extending her hand for an handshake.

After her introduction, the once rowdy restaurant became deathly silent. Almost all the customers craned their necks towards Dehlia's direction.

"It is really Manager Dehlia!"

"It's been two months since she made an appearance and that was due to the Gordon family third heir patronizing the restaurant!"

"This young man was able to make Manager Dehliah make an appearance and even treat him courteously. I wonder what his identity is!"

Oscar was surprised when he heard the heated discussions around him. He never expected that the beautiful manager before him held such prestige.

Due to his daze, Oscar forgot to accept Dehliah's handshake, causing the latter to awkwardly withdraw it back.

"This way please!" she led him towards the stairs at the end of the restaurant.

"Oh!" Oscar followed after her, under the excited, envious and envious gazes of the customers in the restaurant.

Ascending the stairs, Oscar threw sneaky glances at Dehliah. He had to admit that her body was quite the killer.

Her peaks were not too small or had excess fat. Her waist wasn't thin like the end of a tornado and her walking steps made her appear like a well groomed noble lady.

After a minute, the duo arrived at a large hallway. At each sides were six doors.

"This is the VIP area of the restaurant. It is not easy to get such treatment. Since the esteemed customer has the diamond tier ownership card, you are also entitled to such treatment" Dehliah explained.

Oscar didn't find it surprising since Crusty Krab was a two storied building from the outside.

"What about the last floor?" he carelessly asked.

"That's the presidential area. You cannot enter there"

"Even with my diamond tier ownership card" Oscar was surprised.

"No" Dehliah replied resolutely.

"Then what kind of people are able to access that area?"

For some uknown reason, Oscar felt a competitive spirit welling up within him.