Chapter 82

Aside from that, if Mister Brigado were to run an inspection on Harrod himself… all the stunts he had pulled over the years would be exposed. Harrod's legs began to wobble at that thought. His subordinates did not know what to do seeing him like this. Bernie, however, was still oblivious. "Mister Coop, come on! Get rid of him!" Harrod wanted nothing more than to slap this idiot of a nephew of his in the face. Yet what mattered most right then was saving himself. A brief pause later, he got an idea and shouted, "Bernie Doebrook, what happened here/" Bernie was caught off guard. He looked at Harrod and said, "Uncle Harrod, I've told you everything on the phone." "You didn't tell me sh*t! Sir, if you could please come over here for a moment," Harrod called out to the cafe owner. The cafe owner was confused himself, shaking as he walked up to Harrod. Harrod said in a friendly tone, "Sir, tell me the truth here. Did he refuse to pay for his meal?" The cafe owner nodded