Ricardo began laughing, and soon, his guards followed suit. Even some of the guests sniggered. The young man might be a good fighter, but by his looks, he was definitely not wealthy.
“Is this guy drunk or delusional?” one of the regulars muttered. “Does he really think he can purchase a mall?”
“His clothing suggests he doesn’t even have a few hundred dollars!”
“I heard he spent all his life savings on booking a table. Now he thinks he can be the owner? What an ego trip of poverty!”
“Does he even have money to rent a toilet?”
“Are you out of your mind, kid?” Ricardo asked with a scoff. “Your father is a manual scavenger, and your house is a dog kennel. And yet, you claim to have enough money to purchase GlobeMall? Give me a break!”
More laughter followed from the crowd. Yara glanced a
