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 out of there in

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

terrible bone fractures in all four limbs, and he’s still in

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

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

lingered nearby, easily within sight of them. Why did he

that

beaten up from that fiasco at the Emperor Karaoke

discussion concerning a ‘Mr Rye’, he finally saw the

Rye himself. So that

all these people—including that horrendous

Then, in a rumbling storm of engines, another

they

wasn’t all of them. More

the Rye family, had long encroached upon Mayberry

a fierce gang

tried to cover things up, the events

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with the maiming of Damien

was how Damien

them, Gerald?” Seeing all these powerful people gathering

Gerald smiled wryly. “They’re just here

fright! I thought that woman had summoned a bunch

look at them, Gerald turned to go. He drove Queta back

Damien Rye, so the

bring up that other

way, Queta… interested in changing

in Mayberry International. It wasn’t out of the

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

That’s great!” Gerald

at times the thoughtfulness of men is no match for the

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

getting Queta signed up for such classes—but he’d

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

her his own sincerity, so he promised

dropping her off, he finally returned to his

day.

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

10 a.m., Gerald was attempting model questions in

fragrance wafted over from his

the smell

found a tall girl

a university library—particularly star students such as Gerald—research

had been occupying this spot since

a little crowded

skin as fair as porcelain.

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

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

and

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

went and sat

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

cries arose from

Meanwhile, inhaling the scent of a woman elicited a great sneeze

perfume at fault here, the girl

Gerald, this unfortunate event was

lowered his head to focus on his

Drip. Splat.

then blood began to trickle out from

a tissue, right

turned away from him, her head laid upon one hand with discretion. Her other hand, however, surreptitiously

to a sight of a

for nothing better than to find a hole to

and then maybe he’d just

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Wiping the blood from his nose, he

His life was over.

That girl was simply

sort of goddess that average guys weren’t

so intoxicating,

caliber most likely came from

man could win

himself, a wealthy fellow? Gah! How

shook his head

library through a window—but by some strange coincidence, that girl had her head turned, and was presently looking out the very same window. She watched

then she hurriedly dropped

decided not to keep staring

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

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

for lunch at Sunnydale University, where

located

located too far apart. It took him

call, Queta was

exchanged a few pleasantries

let’s go eat!” Gerald gave her

Gerald. Let it be my treat today!” Queta suddenly

all of a

no friends or family—no one to celebrate

Gerald, is the cafeteria okay with

of the day, Gerald Crawford was a rich young heir. Although Queta already knew he wouldn’t cause a fuss

you called to ask me out yesterday… So today was your birthday! You should have said

need one. Just share a

way, there was nothing more Gerald could add. Still, it was her birthday—he couldn’t actually allow her to pay today… and if this was

in Sunnydale campus. Back when he used to run with Aiden Baker and his lot, he’d

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

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

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walked

sight of them elicited disdainful scowls from many

Smith? She came

a group of four or five girls and guys entered as well. As they walked past the table where Gerald and Queta were seated, some of them

greeted them,

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

similarly risqué fashions, while the

should be fair to assume that these were Queta’s

Gerald’s university too. You get all sorts

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

attended classes mainly to pick

were hoping to find a sugar

rest were like Queta—genuinely here to learn

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

one of the rich boys had raised the topic in class as to who the prettiest girl among their classmates

for it…but then, after the votes had been cast, the winner

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

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, it’s

Linda, and to make matters worse, she’d

a friend to lunch!” Queta wasn’t oblivious to Linda’s

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

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

with them pointed out, shaking his head. “It’s

beauty’, he’d said. Linda couldn’t let

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 spend all of her life savings just to be in here!

wonder Queta’s neighbors were talking about how she never eats any dinner—and that even for lunch, all she has

spoken her piece for the moment, Linda

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

didn’t eat another bite. A moment later, Gerald saw hot tears winding their

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“I shouldn’t have

spending it with her only friend in the world. Even Queta’s feelings would be hurt

his pride had been trampled on like that, it felt like

being attacked by those girls, Gerald had wanted

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 it’s not as though

be over before you know it,” Gerald consoled her.

to ask Aiden to help

Queta nodded vigorously.

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

going to get her

order online with a dessert shop on

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

have any interest in them. Perhaps he’d heard that Linda girl mention something about

Whatever.

took him another fifteen minutes to secure the

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

Something must have happened.

d*mn! I guess that girl must have pissed off Miss Liara! Really, now… of

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

did she do

before. Sad…she’s quite the beauty. This is

were all in heated discussion

way through the crowd, and got a great

and

before her, one leg crossed

red and raw, as though she’d

Charging in, he

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

she’d opened her mouth to

he’d quarrelled with,

had connections to

her right away because she was made up in a

did this have to come to violence?” Gerald hollered

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you did, let me tell you…otherwise, you would’ve been admitted there that night!” the young

this the punk who was bothering

And here I thought it might be someone special and that’s why we couldn’t track them down. You must be

men were posturing hopefully

two! The girl is one of my classmates. Her name is Queta Smith.

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

Miss Liara slapped Queta right across

Queta had been stupid enough to

scrambled to tell on the