The Secretly Rich Man

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

How’s Mr Rye? Is he still in the Intensive Care Unit?” A dashing young

in all four limbs, and

could be behind such savagery?

about that here!” the guy snapped at her,

sight of them. Why did

recognized that

the Emperor Karaoke Bar, it was none

‘Mr Rye’, he

himself. So

appeared that all these people—including that horrendous harpy—were from Rye

Then, in a rumbling storm of engines, another fleet of a dozen cars

they were with

More cars continued to follow from

Group, under the Rye family, had long encroached upon Mayberry territory. Their

fierce gang of

backers. No matter how hard anyone tried to cover

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the maiming of Damien Rye, was guaranteed

Damien himself would spin

know them, Gerald?” Seeing all these powerful people gathering outside the

wryly. “They’re just here to visit

summoned a bunch of thugs!” Queta

to go. He drove Queta back to

Rye, so the latter would probably

Gerald didn’t forget to bring up that other matter, concerning a

Queta… interested in changing jobs?”

pick of any position in Mayberry International. It wasn’t out of the cards to just

be interested in investing in the kindergarten, and even providing me with training at

That’s great!” Gerald

men is no

universities held community classes for people who were already working

before—about getting Queta signed up for

of events. Sunnydale was on par with his own

his own sincerity, so he promised that

he finally returned to his room at

had been an exhausting day. He fell

in the library. Summer break would

same day, at around 10 a.m., Gerald was attempting model questions in the

sweet fragrance wafted

smell

to look, Gerald found a tall girl taking

inside a university library—particularly star students such as Gerald—research and revision were going on non-stop, and the

spot

get a little

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

first choice to sit down next to some guy—but it was the

she came in, causing her to feel terribly self-conscious. Gerald meanwhile was fully engrossed in his studies, which afforded her some

she gave him a little nod and a smile,

hand, turning the pages with the other…

that babe went and sat over

times better looking

from the local

Meanwhile, inhaling the scent of a

here, the girl flushed

this unfortunate

his head to focus on his

Drip. Splat.

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

needed a tissue,

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

was similar to a sight of

then he’d wish for nothing better than to find a

maybe he’d just die

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remain in the library a moment longer. Wiping the blood from

His life was over.

First off: That girl was simply fine

of goddess that average guys weren’t even

she’d been wearing… so intoxicating, his

A beauty of that caliber most likely

man could win

himself, a wealthy fellow?

shook his head

coincidence, that girl had her head turned, and was presently looking out the

met—and then she hurriedly

not to keep staring at

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

wasn’t the way of

his heart, he realized that he wouldn’t

a date with Queta to meet her for lunch at Sunnydale University, where she’d been

was located in the Mayberry University District—further proof

too far apart.

received his call, Queta was already waiting at the

a few pleasantries upon meeting each other

in, let’s go eat!” Gerald gave

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

all of a

today’s my birthday, you see.” Queta’s voice fell to a whisper. “I used to have no friends or family—no one to celebrate my birthday with. Now I have you. You’ve helped me with

just that… Gerald, is the

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

his head. “Now I see why you called to ask me out yesterday… So today was your birthday! You should have said something—I don’t even have a gift

Just share a meal

nothing more Gerald could add. Still, it was her birthday—he couldn’t actually allow her to pay

when he used to run

since Gerald had asked to come here, Queta voiced no objections, and

day, there were already quite

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and Gerald walked in,

scowls from many of the women in

She came here,

and guys entered as well. As they walked past the table where Gerald and Queta were seated, some of them stopped in their tracks to stare at Queta

greeted them, setting her

form-fitting little black dress that

female friends were clad in similarly risqué fashions, while the

should be fair to assume that these were

at Gerald’s university

other courses. Some were small-business entrepreneurs. Some

brats attended classes mainly

young things there were hoping to

were like Queta—genuinely here to learn

afford this place, Queta?” Linda hugged her shoulders, grinning at Queta with delight. Clearly, putting Queta down like this made

first began two days ago, one of the rich boys had raised the

then, after the votes had been cast, the winner turned out to be

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

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,

for Linda, and to make matters worse,

to Linda’s enmity towards her, so she only offered her

this your treat? I’m guessing this guy’s

Someone has to say it: the two of you are a perfect match! Look at

with them pointed out, shaking his

he’d said. Linda couldn’t let that

They’re only having the 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

any dinner—and that even for lunch, all she has is one bowl of plain rice. Here I thought she was

Linda harrumphed, folded her arms, and

Finn to Miss Liara’s birthday party afterwards. Isn’t that right, Finn?” Linda made a show of clinging

her head and kept silent. She didn’t eat another bite.

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too,” Queta wept. “I shouldn’t have come here, to

was her birthday today and she was spending it with her only friend in the world.

understood her feelings better than Gerald. He too had once been poor. Whenever his pride had been trampled on like that, it felt like he was

being attacked by those girls, Gerald had wanted

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

day will be over before you know it,” Gerald consoled her. “What you’ve got to do right now is work hard

ought to ask Aiden to help look

Queta nodded vigorously.

me. I’ve got to go get something. I’ll be right back!” Gerald told

to get her

online

a girl with sunglasses. They had all gone

that Linda girl mention something about someone’s birthday?

Whatever.

the dessert shop, which was just close to Surati. It took him another fifteen minutes to secure the cake and then he headed

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

Something must have happened.

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

did she

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

onlookers were all in heated discussion over

through the crowd, and got a

hair and holding her

before her, one leg

and raw,

in, he shoved

of you…” The woman in charge here rose to her feet. “I’ve searched high and

to speak, Gerald finally remembered who

quarrelled with,

connections to

right away because she was made up in

come to violence?”

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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 two of you so I can get my revenge—how

is this the punk who was

a couple of losers. And here I thought it might be someone special and that’s why we couldn’t track them down. You must be tired of being alive, huh? Trying to start something

were posturing hopefully

classmates. Her

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

slapped Queta right across the

been stupid enough to draw Miss Liara’s

with excitement, Linda scrambled to tell on