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?

they’d made it out of

just heard about it. How’s Mr Rye? Is he still in the Intensive

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

such savagery? I know… it must have been

guy snapped

easily within sight of them. Why did he do

recognized that dashing

still beaten up from that fiasco at the Emperor Karaoke Bar, it was none other than

concerning a ‘Mr Rye’,

Damien Rye himself. So that scoundrel had been admitted to

appeared that all these people—including that horrendous

rumbling storm of engines, another fleet of a dozen cars

would naturally assume they were with Jake

More cars

Rye Group, under the Rye family, had

a fierce gang of

anyone tried to cover

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maiming of Damien Rye, was guaranteed

question was how Damien

these powerful people

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

thought that woman had summoned a bunch of thugs!” Queta gave a long sigh

Gerald turned to go. He drove Queta back to her

on Damien Rye, so the

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

in changing jobs?” he

she wanted to, she could have her pick of any position in Mayberry International. It wasn’t out of the cards to

that they might be interested in investing in

great!” Gerald

the thoughtfulness of men is no match for the consideration of

for people who were already working a job,

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

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

sincerity, so he promised that whenever he was free, he’d come see her at

he finally returned to his room at almost

an exhausting day. He fell asleep right

this time studying quietly in the library. Summer break would be

at around 10 a.m., Gerald was

wafted

smell of a

found a tall girl taking the seat

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

this spot since 5.30

a little crowded in

porcelain. Long hair cascaded down

to sit down next to some guy—but it was

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, which afforded her some

gave him a little nod and a smile, then sat

one hand, turning the pages with the other… she was a mesmerizing portrait to

babe went

better looking than

cries arose from the

inhaling the scent of a woman elicited a great sneeze from

at fault here, the girl flushed

for Gerald, this unfortunate

head to focus on his

Drip. Splat.

nose was on fire—and then blood began to trickle out from

a

upon one hand with discretion. Her other hand, however, surreptitiously

a sight

then he’d wish for nothing better than to find

then maybe

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

His life was over.

First off: That girl was

of goddess that average guys weren’t even allowed to

she’d been wearing… so intoxicating, his

that caliber most likely came

of ordinary man could win her

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

shook his head

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

she hurriedly dropped

keep staring at

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

the way of Gerald

to suppress the surging tides of his heart, he realized that he wouldn’t be able to concentrate

for lunch at Sunnydale University, where she’d been taking professional

Mayberry University, was located in the Mayberry University District—further

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

call, Queta was

few pleasantries upon meeting each other

go eat!” Gerald gave

Let it be my treat

this, all

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 so much… this is the

just that… Gerald, is the

heir. Although Queta

why you called to ask me out yesterday… So today was your birthday! You should have said something—I don’t even

need one. Just share

couldn’t actually allow her to pay today… and if this was really her first time ever celebrating it, they should be

to Surati, a Western-styled restaurant in Sunnydale campus. Back when he used to run with Aiden Baker and his lot, he’d often hear about those big spenders

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

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

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Gerald walked

of them elicited disdainful scowls from many

She came

Queta were seated, some of them stopped in their tracks to stare at Queta in surprise. A

them, setting

a form-fitting little black dress that only barely covered her

female friends were clad in similarly risqué fashions, while the guys had piercings which announced their considerable

assume that these

such teacher training courses at Gerald’s university too. You get

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

brats attended classes mainly to

were hoping to find a

rest were like Queta—genuinely

you can’t afford this place, Queta?” Linda hugged her shoulders, grinning at Queta with delight. Clearly, putting

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

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

speech for this honor, but Queta had so far paid no

competitive Linda, who’d never once lost to anyone in terms of looks. After all, wasn’t it said that the greatest cruelty to inflict upon a woman was

make matters worse, she’d lost to some

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

I’m guessing this guy’s

“Ahahaha! Someone has to say it: the two of you

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,

said. Linda

afford a cake! Looking

were talking about how she never eats any dinner—and that even for lunch, all she has is one bowl of plain rice. Here I thought she

piece for the moment, Linda harrumphed, folded her arms,

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

that, Queta bowed her head and kept silent. She didn’t eat another bite.

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wept. “I shouldn’t have come here, to

only friend in

Gerald. He too had once been poor. Whenever his pride had been trampled on like that, it felt

being attacked by those

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

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

ask Aiden to help

Queta nodded vigorously.

something. I’ll be right back!” Gerald told her with a smile, and

was going to get

an order online with a

men and women crowding around a girl with sunglasses. They had all

didn’t have any interest in them. Perhaps he’d heard that Linda girl

Whatever.

close to Surati. It took him another fifteen minutes to secure the cake

were peering in through the entrance, with some

Something must have happened.

must have pissed off Miss Liara! Really, now… of all the people to pick a

want to make too big a fuss over

did she

there was an old grudge from before.

onlookers were all in heated discussion over

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

pulling Queta’s hair and holding

sat imperiously before her, one leg

red and raw, as

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

opened her mouth to

woman he’d quarrelled with, that night at the

had connections

hadn’t recognized her right away because she was made

this have to come to violence?” Gerald hollered in

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

the punk

why we couldn’t track them down.

were posturing hopefully for

classmates. Her name is Queta

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

Liara slapped Queta right

stupid enough to

Linda scrambled to