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Spoil My Sweet Widow By Billionaire novel Chapter 37

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Chapter 37

Claire often gave tips to the waiters and waitresses not less than two hundred dollars. This girl got such a good opportunity, but she didn’t want to make a big deal out of it.

Forget it. After all, she came from the countryside. Two hundred dollars must be a huge sum of money in her mind already. Perhaps she had graduated from elementary school only. Otherwise, how could she not know the difference between two hundred and two million?!

She took out a black card from her bag to pay out of habit. Suddenly, she remembered that Crystal said she only accepted cash. She didn’t even have a coin, let alone cash!

“Do you accept money transfer? Can I pay by card?” Claire was a little embarrassed.

Crystal took out the old phone that she had treasured for many years. “I’m sorry, I only have this phone. I don’t think it supports money transfer.”

Claire looked at her as if looking at an alien. Some people still used these super old model phones! “I don’t have cash with me,” said Claire, “Let’s take the check. I’ll give you one million. You can cash it later.”

Crystal disdained it. “You still want me to run around? It’s so troublesome.”

“Don’t go too far!” Claire lost her patience and her temper as well. Then, she remembered that Harold was still here. Her tone turned friendlier. “Madam, please wait a moment… I’ll find someone to get the cash right away.”

“Forget it, just transfer it to me.” Harold turned on the payment code on his phone.

Claire was speechless!!!

Crystal was unhappy. “What do you mean? That’s my two hundred!”

Harold patted her forehead with his phone. “Do you think I’ll take a fancy to your two hundred?”

Crystal sounded serious. “Why not?”

Harold smiled. “Your two hundred dollars isn’t enough to buy the crab that you ate.”

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