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Gerald Crawford:The Secretly Rich Man Novel (Invisible or Poorest) Chapter 301

The moment that woman walked in, Gerald and everyone else immediately knew who Felicity’s patron was.

Cassandra McGregor!

“Counselor!” As shocked as everyone was, they greeted her warmly nevertheless.

This was a big deal! They’d only known Cassandra as a beauty queen with impossibly high standards, and never any boyfriends.

Who would’ve thought that she’d have something going on with a big-shot like Flynn Lexington?

Even more astounding was the reverence Flynn seemed to have for her.

It was truly befuddling!

Regarding the relationship between Felicity and Cassandra—it all started from that night, when Gerald rescued Cassandra from that newly opened bar.

That time, he’d sent her back with Flynn.

Whilst in the car Cassandra had discovered Gerald’s power bank which was left behind. With that giving her a heads up, she slowly started to realize that it might have been him behind her rescue.

Just as she headed back to get to the bottom of the matter, she ran into Felicity, who freshly came out after her latest recording.

It had startled Felicity too, seeing Cassandra step out from a Rolls Royce. She’d hurried over to ask if anything was the matter, and Cassandra had given her a brief rundown of the recent events. She also subtly mentioned about being the one to see about Mayberry affairs.

Since it was about Gerald, she’d then hurried back to ask about things.

All she got was what Flynn and Gerald had already arranged ahead of time, and it was enough for Cassandra to drop the matter.

However, that wasn’t the end of it.

Some time during last week, Cassandra and Felicity had gone shopping for cosmetics.

They ran into a spot of trouble when some drunken old tycoons sought to have a bit of sport with them. A frightened Cassandra called Flynn immediately, and Flynn had rushed to the scene with a bunch of men to beat up the troublemakers.

What a thrill that had been for Cassandra. What more, it had garnered a new-found admiration from Felicity.

It felt really good to have someone powerful on your side!

And so, when this latest fiasco had happened today, Felicity had obviously called for Cassandra as soon as she could.

That was how things had ended up this way.

Sensing that Jake might yet have realized whom he was dealing with, Flynn leaned in and whispered a few things into his ear.

Color drained out of his face. He finally understood—this lady was not to be harassed by the likes of him!

Cassandra examined Felicity, and her eyes narrowed. “Did someone hit you? And you too, Blondie?”

Unbeknownst to Felicity, Cassandra had secretly been in contact with Ordinary Man. She owed a lot to Felicity for that.

“That’s right, Cassie!” Felicity huffed.

“Blast! Whoever did this… you go get him back!” Cassandra folded her arms.

Slap! Bam!

Felicity stepped up and smacked Jake right across his face. Rage flared in his eyes, but remembering what Flynn had just told him, he didn’t dare make so much as a peep.

As for Blondie, he smashed a beer bottle against the head of his assailant.

It felt good. Ahh, it felt good!

Those university students all thought so too.

There was nothing Jake could do about it either. Even if they broke his jaw and shoved him all his teeth, he’d still be owing them an apology. Even if they smeared a turd all over his shirt, he’d still have to lick it and call it delicious. That was how pathetic the position he was in at the moment.

Satisfied with how the situation had been resolved, Flynn took his leave.

Everything he’d done was for the sake of returning a favor with Gerald Crawford.

Yet he’d completely failed to notice that Gerald was sitting right there in the corner.

“Counselor, you’re so awesome!” everyone cheered enthusiastically. Toasts were raised in her name.

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Even Harper Sullivan joined in the merry-making.

Gerald could hardly stay out of it. “A toast to Cassandra!” he announced, raising a glass.

“Oho, so you were here, Gerald? It’s like you’re always there whenever something’s going on. I didn’t spot you earlier—where were you at?” Although Cassandra still held little regard for Gerald, through sheer force of habit—nevertheless, she was no longer as cold to him as she used to be, considering he’d helped her out before, in his own way.

“Ahaha, are you asking about him, counselor?” Yvonne cut in. “He’s been hiding in that corner the whole time! When Jake burst in here with all his guys, Blondie and the others stood up to them, but Gerald just sat there! Gosh, he’s more helpless than us ladies!”

Earlier, when she’d slipped away, she also happened to pass by where Gerald was seated, and had noticed him there.

“That’s right! Anyway, were you really expecting this guy to be any help in a fight?”

“Now, I’m sure Gerald would have stood along with everyone… it’s just that his knees were too weak from fear, ahahaha!”

Several girls sniggered, their voices filled with mockery.

Cassandra watched as Gerald only shook his head and sighed helplessly. She sipped to his toast.

“I’m going to the washroom!” Deluged with insults, there was no way for Gerald to respond. Certainly, he’d been of no help at all today. His only option was to flee.

“Hahaha, he literally pissed himself!”

“Goodness me… I’d rather die than have a boyfriend like Gerald!”

“Pfft, and what girl would be interested in a guy like him?”

Annoyed, Felicity changed the subject. “Gosh, enough already about that guy! Oh, right—counselor, when I called you earlier this afternoon, you said you wouldn’t be free to hang out. Did you have something else going on?”

“Oh, I had an errand to run, things to buy and stuff. If it wasn’t because Flynn was busy himself as well, I’d have sent him along to watch over you girls. Sadly, that matter really took him a while to settle—in fact, half of Mayberry is in an uproar over it!”

“Oh? What happened?” Everyone’s interest was piqued.

“How come I haven’t seen anything on the news?” someone exclaimed.

“Don’t be stupid. It’s too big to talk about in public. Flynn wouldn’t tell me any details either, but something seems to have happened at Scothow Elementary, and it’s got major players like Zack Lyle and Michael Zeke involved, as well as a bunch of other notable businessmen. They’ve sealed off the road outside the school, cordoned off by nearly a hundred cars!”

“My god!”

“No way!”

Everyone was in disbelief.

Meanwhile, Gerald was just leaving through the door. Overhearing this bit, he shook his head again. He had no clue what that was all about, either.

Some people you don’t care about, but they get something good out of you anyway.

Some people you want to help, but end up harming instead.

It wasn’t yet time to reveal his true status, and Gerald really, really didn’t want that to become public knowledge in any event. Sometimes, this made things rather complicated and difficult.

It seemed that from now on, he ought to keep a low profile, and stay out of matters which didn’t concern him!

He’d just mind his own business, and finish his studies quickly and quietly.

Just then, his handphone rang. It was Queta Smith calling.

He ducked into the washroom and took the call.

“Gerald, are you busy right now?”

“Not at all. What’s up?”

“It’s Yasmin,” Queta whispered. “She said she’s not feeling well again. I just checked her temperature—she’s got a high fever. She needs to go to the hospital!”

Gerald knew that for her to call him directly meant that she really needed his help. She was probably tight on cash at the moment, otherwise she wouldn’t be bringing this matter to him.

He’d have to help Queta find a better job soon. Rather than to give a man a fish… better to teach the man how to fish, right?

Worried for Yasmin, Gerald didn’t dare delay any longer. Leaving with a quick goodbye, he drove over to fetch both girls to the hospital.

It was the middle of the night, but surprisingly there were quite a few people here to see the doctor. Holding Yasmin in his arms, Gerald lined up behind them.

Just as their turn was about to arrive, a woman suddenly stepped in front of him.

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A young woman suddenly cut right in front of them, without a word, displaying not the slightest bit of regard for others.

Gerald was not in the mood for this. “Miss, don’t you find this a little rude?”

The woman ignored him.

“That’s right! My teacher says you can’t cut in a queue!” Yasmin exclaimed with a frown.

“Bah!” The woman turned around and snapped, “So I cut in front of you, so what? What can you do about it? All bark and no bite!”

One could see she was around twenty-one, with a fair complexion and a pretty face—and dressed in such a way as to leave little to the imagination.

However, her stuck-up attitude only pissed Gerald off to look at her.

“You’re the one barking!” At the limits of his patience, he snapped off a harsh reply.

“What did you say to me? Just wait right here—I’ll have somebody cut you down to size!” Shrieking and swearing as though she’d suddenly gone mad, the woman was pulled away by several bystanders.

Finally, she left in a huff.

Well, that came out of nowhere. Brushing it off mind, Gerald got back in line.

“Sir, maybe you shouldn’t have done that. That woman seemed like trouble!” A pretty young nurse whispered this as she was ushering some patients in. “She was here earlier this afternoon to visit one of our patients—someone of note—and she came with a whole train of fancy cars! I wouldn’t underestimate her clout, you know? Hurry on in—and no more trouble!”

Clearly, she’d started it! Well, the nurse meant well… Gerald made no further remark.

“Let’s not fuss over it, Gerald,” Queta agreed. “We’ll just wrap it here and leave immediately!”

So Gerald brought Yasmin in to see the doctor. It turned out to be nothing alarming—just a common cold—and some medicine was prescribed.

Queta was visibly relieved, and they left the hospital together.

As they arrived at the entrance, glossy black cars suddenly rolled up, one after another… at least a dozen in total. A massive group of well-dressed people got out and headed inside.

When she saw the woman who emerged from the car in the middle, Queta quaked with fear. It was that woman who’d cut in line earlier, starting off a spat with Gerald.

Had she really returned to cause trouble for them?

it

only just heard about it. How’s Mr Rye? Is he still in the Intensive Care Unit?” A

“Yeah. He’s suffered terrible bone fractures in all four limbs, and he’s still in the ICU ward—but thankfully his life is not

be behind such savagery? I know… it must have been

Don’t talk about that here!” the guy snapped at her, causing her

of them. Why

that

beaten up from that fiasco at the Emperor Karaoke Bar,

a ‘Mr

most likely the great Damien Rye himself. So

people—including that horrendous harpy—were from

a rumbling storm of engines,

they were with Jake and

them. More cars continued

the Rye family, had long encroached upon

fierce

tried to cover things up, the

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the maiming

question was how Damien

powerful people gathering

don’t know me.” Gerald smiled wryly. “They’re just here to visit

summoned a bunch of

Gerald turned to go. He drove

Damien Rye, so the latter would

bring up that other matter, concerning a change

changing jobs?” he asked with a

wanted to, she could have her pick of any position in Mayberry International.

Thornton told me that they might be interested in investing in the kindergarten, and

great!” Gerald

of men is

community classes for people who were already working a job, or who had never

signed up for such classes—but he’d just never found

was on par with his

his own sincerity, so he promised that whenever he was free, he’d come

returned to his

been an exhausting day.

spent this time studying quietly in the library. Summer

at around 10 a.m., Gerald was attempting

fragrance wafted over from his

was the smell of

Gerald found a tall girl

students such as Gerald—research and revision were going on non-stop,

been occupying this spot since 5.30 in

to get a

girl was tall, slender, and statuesque, with skin as fair as porcelain. Long hair cascaded

her first choice to sit down

in, causing her to feel terribly self-conscious. Gerald meanwhile was fully engrossed in

faintly, she gave him a little nod and a

her head upon one hand, turning the pages with the other… she was a mesmerizing

babe went and sat over

better looking than that turd! Ah, I can’t

from the

of a woman elicited a

her own perfume at fault here, the girl flushed bright red, and began edging her

unfortunate event

head to focus on his

Drip. Splat.

a sudden, his nose was on fire—and then blood began to trickle out from it, dripping onto the papers

needed a tissue, right

saw that the girl had turned away from him, her head laid upon one hand with discretion. Her other hand,

a sight of a

for nothing better than to find a hole to

then maybe he’d just

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couldn’t remain in the library a moment longer. Wiping the blood from his nose, he promptly fled

His life was over.

First off: That girl

average guys

been wearing… so intoxicating, his very nose had been

that caliber most likely

man could win

wealthy fellow? Gah! How did he

his

had her head turned, and was presently looking out the very same

eyes met—and then she hurriedly dropped her

keep staring at her,

he had Mila, now. He shouldn’t be ogling at other chicks like this. Anyways, there would always be a pretty girl

the way

realized that he wouldn’t be able to concentrate on

almost noon. He’d made a date with Queta to meet her for lunch at Sunnydale University, where she’d been taking professional courses the past couple of days. He

which, like Mayberry University, was located in the Mayberry University District—further proof of its

the two campuses weren’t located too far apart. It took him roughly twenty minutes to get

received his call, Queta was already

few pleasantries upon meeting each

in, let’s go eat!” Gerald gave her a

Let it be my treat today!” Queta suddenly

this, all of

one to celebrate my birthday

Gerald, is

Gerald Crawford was a rich young heir. Although Queta already knew he wouldn’t cause a fuss over this, she felt compelled

ask me out yesterday… So today was

need one. Just share a

her to pay today… and if this

to Surati, a Western-styled restaurant in Sunnydale campus. Back when he used to run with Aiden Baker and his lot,

Pretty expensive, obviously, but since Gerald had asked to come here, Queta voiced no

them. At this hour of the day, there were already quite a few patrons within—all finely dressed kids

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and Gerald walked in,

sight of them elicited disdainful scowls from

Smith? She came

and Queta were seated, some of them stopped in their tracks to stare at Queta

Queta blushed as she greeted them, setting her food down and clutching her

was fetchingly made-up and wore a form-fitting little black dress that only

fashions, while the guys had piercings

fair to assume

had such teacher training courses at Gerald’s university too.

brats who’d failed to qualify for other courses. Some were small-business entrepreneurs.

classes mainly to

there were hoping to find a sugar

Queta—genuinely

at Queta with delight. Clearly, putting Queta down like this made Linda feel like she really was

the rich boys had raised the topic in class as to who

after the

her to come up front and present an acceptance speech for this honor, but Queta had so far paid no attention to their jibes

to inflict upon a woman was to name another woman as being more beautiful than her? Even if they admitted it out loud,

to make matters worse, she’d lost

and I’m treating a friend to lunch!” Queta wasn’t oblivious to Linda’s enmity towards her, so

I’m guessing

joined in. “Ahahaha! Someone has to say it: the two of you are

the guys with them pointed out, shaking his head. “It’s our class beauty Queta’s birthday

beauty’, he’d said. Linda couldn’t

a cake! Looking at the two of

for lunch, all she has is one bowl of plain rice. Here I thought she was

the moment, Linda harrumphed, folded her arms,

more trouble from us. After all, we’ll still have to accompany Finn to Miss Liara’s birthday party afterwards. Isn’t that right, Finn?” Linda made a show

didn’t eat another bite. A moment

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Gerald. I’ve disgraced you too,” Queta wept. “I

today and she was spending it with her only friend in the world. Even Queta’s feelings would be hurt by such

her feelings better than Gerald. He too had once been poor. Whenever his pride had been trampled on

attacked by those girls, Gerald had

them from that point onwards? Anyway, he hadn’t really understood what was going on until the end, just

before you know it,” Gerald consoled her. “What you’ve got to

to ask Aiden to help look

Queta nodded vigorously.

here for me. I’ve got to go get something. I’ll be right back!” Gerald told her with a smile,

was going to get her a

an order online with

crowding around a girl with sunglasses. They had all gone inside together

heard that Linda girl mention something about someone’s birthday? That was probably

Whatever.

was just close to Surati. It took him another

a massive crowd of students outside the restaurant. They were peering in through the entrance, with some even taking pictures on their cell

Something must have happened.

Miss Liara! Really, now… of all the people to pick a fight

Liara’s birthday today and she doesn’t want to make too big a fuss over

what exactly did

there was an old grudge from before. Sad…she’s quite the beauty. This is gonna be

in heated discussion over the

through the

were pulling Queta’s hair and holding

sat imperiously before her,

raw, as though

her go!” Gerald roared. Charging in, he

“I’ve searched high and low to no avail, but in the end you came to me on

she’d opened her mouth to speak,

quarrelled with, that night at the

had connections to Damien

recognized her right away because she was made up in a different style

this have to come to violence?”

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lucky you escaped the hospital when you did, let me tell you…otherwise, you would’ve been admitted there that night!” the young woman cackled. “I’ve been searching for

the punk who was bothering

we couldn’t track them down. You must be tired of

were posturing hopefully

girl is one of my classmates. Her name is Queta Smith. That guy seems to

welcoming Miss Liara, and the next, she was pointing at Queta and shrieking for

then, Miss Liara slapped

Queta had been stupid enough to draw

with excitement, Linda scrambled