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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?

they’d made it out of there

he still in the Intensive Care Unit?” A

terrible bone fractures in all four limbs, and he’s still in the ICU ward—but

be behind such savagery?

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

sight of them. Why did he do

that dashing young

fiasco at the Emperor Karaoke Bar,

concerning a ‘Mr Rye’, he

was most likely the great Damien Rye himself. So that scoundrel had been admitted to

people—including that

of engines, another fleet

they were with

all of them. More cars continued

stood to reason. Rye Group, under the Rye family, had long encroached

a fierce gang

guaranteed to have powerful backers. No matter how hard anyone tried to cover

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about this whole incident, with the maiming of Damien Rye,

question was how Damien himself

people gathering outside the hospital, Queta stood beside,

smiled wryly. “They’re just here to visit somebody.

that woman had summoned a

to go. He drove Queta

Rye, so the latter would probably

the way, Gerald didn’t forget to bring up that other matter, concerning a change in employment for

interested in changing jobs?” he

could have her pick of any position in Mayberry International. It wasn’t out of the cards to just build a kindergarten for her,

me that they might be interested in investing in the kindergarten, and even providing me with training at Sunnydale University! I’ll be attending

That’s great!” Gerald

of men is no match for

working a job, or who had never received a higher education

same idea before—about getting Queta signed up for such classes—but he’d

of events. Sunnydale was on par with his own Mayberry University. Everyone said

his own sincerity, so he promised that whenever he

off, he finally returned to his

exhausting day. He

Gerald spent this time studying quietly in the library. Summer break would be coming soon—but

Gerald

fragrance wafted over

the smell of

Gerald found a tall girl taking the seat

students such as Gerald—research

occupying this spot

to get a little crowded

slender, and statuesque, with skin as fair as porcelain. Long hair

that it wouldn’t have been her first choice to sit down next to some guy—but it was the

compounded by how all the guys had been eyeing on her since she came in, causing her to feel terribly self-conscious. Gerald meanwhile was fully engrossed in his studies,

him a little nod and

hand, turning the pages with the other… she was

went and

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

arose from the

the scent of a woman elicited a great

own perfume at fault here, the

unfortunate

to focus on

Drip. Splat.

a sudden, his nose was on fire—and then blood began to

a tissue,

from him, her head laid upon one hand

was similar to a sight of a

nothing better than to find a

and then maybe he’d just

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moment longer. Wiping

His life was over.

couldn’t even help himself! First off: That girl was

average guys weren’t even

that fragrance she’d been wearing… so intoxicating, his very nose had been

beauty of that caliber most likely came from

sort of ordinary man

Wasn’t he, himself, a wealthy fellow? Gah! How

his

library through a window—but by some strange coincidence, that girl had her head turned, and was presently looking out

then she

keep staring at

now. He shouldn’t be ogling at other chicks like this. Anyways, there would always be a pretty girl around the next corner—he couldn’t very well go

the way of Gerald Crawford,

his heart, he realized that he wouldn’t

was almost noon. He’d made a date with Queta to meet her for lunch at Sunnydale University, where she’d been taking

Sunnydale which, like Mayberry University, was located

located too far apart. It took him roughly twenty minutes to get over

received his call, Queta

few pleasantries upon meeting each

eat!” Gerald gave her

for that, Gerald. Let it be my treat today!” Queta suddenly replied, with an air of

this, all

or family—no one to celebrate my birthday with. Now I have you. You’ve

that… Gerald, is

heir. Although Queta already knew he wouldn’t cause a fuss

out yesterday… So today was your birthday! You should have said something—I don’t even have

one. Just share

Queta put it that way, there was nothing more Gerald could add. Still, it was her birthday—he couldn’t actually allow her

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

expensive, obviously, but since Gerald had asked to come here, Queta voiced no objections, and followed him

already quite a few patrons within—all finely

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scowls from many of the women in

Smith? She came here, to

they walked past the table where Gerald and Queta were seated, some of them stopped in their tracks to stare at Queta in surprise.

hey, everybody…” Queta blushed as she greeted them, setting

wore a form-fitting little

while the

should be fair to assume that these were Queta’s

courses at Gerald’s university too. You get all sorts in

failed to qualify for other courses. Some were small-business entrepreneurs. Some were

attended classes mainly

there were hoping to find

Queta—genuinely here to learn

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

because when classes first began two days ago, one of the rich boys had raised the topic in

all for it…but then, after the votes had been

for this honor, but Queta had so far paid no attention to their jibes and their attempts to chat her

lost to anyone in terms of looks. After all, wasn’t it said that the greatest cruelty to inflict upon a woman was to name another woman as being more beautiful than her? Even if they admitted it out loud,

make

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

heavens, is this your treat? I’m

girls joined in. “Ahahaha! Someone has to say it: the two of you are a perfect match! Look at what you’re

two. They’re only some steaks and fruit juice,” one of the guys with them pointed out, shaking his head. “It’s our class beauty Queta’s birthday today, let

he’d said. Linda couldn’t let

bare minimum here! Someone’s celebrating her birthday, but I bet they can’t even afford a cake! Looking at the two of them, I’m guessing she had to

lunch, all she has is one bowl of plain rice. Here I thought she was just watching her figure, but I guess she just doesn’t have much money for

moment, Linda harrumphed, folded

Liara’s birthday party afterwards. Isn’t that right, Finn?” Linda

head and kept silent. She didn’t eat another bite. A moment later, Gerald saw

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“I shouldn’t have come here, to a place like

her only

been poor. Whenever his pride had been trampled on like that, it felt like he

being attacked by those

suffer in class with them from that point onwards? Anyway, he hadn’t really understood what was going on until the end, just as they were walking away, and

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

he ought to ask Aiden to help look

Queta nodded vigorously.

go get something. I’ll be right back!” Gerald told her with

to

online

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

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

Whatever.

Surati. It took him

of students outside the restaurant. They were peering in through the entrance, with some even taking

Something must have happened.

girl must have pissed off Miss Liara! Really,

that it’s Miss Liara’s birthday today and she doesn’t want to make too big a fuss over it—otherwise, that girl would be

exactly did she do

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

in heated discussion

Gerald pushed his way through the crowd, and got a great

hair and holding her down on

woman sat imperiously before her, one leg crossed over the

and raw,

Gerald roared. Charging in, he shoved away the girls

her feet. “I’ve searched high and low to no avail, but in the end you came to

her mouth to speak, Gerald finally remembered who she

he’d quarrelled

connections to Damien

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

have to come

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there that night!” the young woman cackled. “I’ve been searching for the two of you so I

is this the punk who was

special and that’s why we couldn’t track them down.

posturing

I know these two! The girl is one of my classmates. Her

going on here. One moment they’d been welcoming Miss Liara, and the next, she was

slapped

been stupid enough

with excitement, Linda scrambled to