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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 out of there

Rye? Is he still in the Intensive

and he’s still in the ICU ward—but thankfully his life is not in

behind such savagery?

talk about that here!” the guy snapped at her, causing her

nearby, easily within sight of them. Why

he recognized that

fiasco at the Emperor Karaoke

concerning a ‘Mr Rye’, he

the great Damien Rye himself. So that scoundrel had been admitted

appeared that all these people—including that

rumbling storm of engines, another fleet of a dozen cars

would naturally assume they were with Jake and

wasn’t all of them. More cars continued to follow

under the Rye family, had long encroached upon

were a fierce

matter how hard anyone tried to cover things up, the events of that afternoon

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incident, with the maiming of Damien Rye, was guaranteed to

Damien

all these powerful people gathering outside the

smiled wryly. “They’re just here

me a fright! I thought that woman had summoned a

at them, Gerald turned to go. He

Rye, so the latter would probably hesitate to

up that other

interested in changing jobs?” he asked

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

have also been meaning to ask you about this…” Queta replied. “Today, Manager Thornton told me that they might be interested in investing in the kindergarten, and even providing me with training at Sunnydale University! I’ll be attending some

great!”

of men is no match for the consideration of

people who were already working a job,

getting Queta signed

events. Sunnydale was on par with his own

her his own sincerity, so he promised that

finally returned to

an exhausting day. He fell

incidents. Gerald spent this time studying quietly in the library. Summer break would be coming soon—but before that, the term

at around 10 a.m., Gerald

wafted over from his

the smell of

to look, Gerald found a tall

knows what it’s like inside a university library—particularly star students such as Gerald—research and revision were going on non-stop, and

spot since

get a

slender, and statuesque, with skin as fair as porcelain. Long hair cascaded down to her waist. She was a serene, captivating

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

to feel terribly self-conscious. Gerald meanwhile was fully engrossed in his

faintly, she gave him a little nod and a smile, then sat down and

the pages with the

it, that babe went and sat over

on! I’m a hundred times better looking than that turd! Ah, I can’t take

cries arose from

of a woman elicited

here, the girl flushed bright red, and began

this unfortunate

head to focus on his

Drip. Splat.

his nose was on fire—and then blood began to trickle out from it, dripping

needed a

the girl had turned away from him, her head laid upon one hand with discretion. Her other hand, however, surreptitiously extended a pack of tissues

was similar to a sight

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

and then maybe

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the library a moment longer. Wiping

His life was over.

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

the sort of goddess that average

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

beauty of that caliber most likely came from a wealthy

of ordinary man

fellow? Gah! How did he keep forgetting

shook his

tried to peek into the 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 him

eyes met—and then she hurriedly dropped

not to keep staring

be ogling at other chicks like this. Anyways, there would always be a pretty girl around

way of

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

to meet her for lunch at Sunnydale University, where she’d been taking professional courses the past couple of days. He hadn’t gone to

over to Sunnydale which, like Mayberry University, was located

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

his call, Queta was already waiting at the

few pleasantries upon meeting each other

go eat!” Gerald gave her a

my treat today!” Queta suddenly replied, with an air of

this, all of

or family—no one to celebrate my birthday with. Now I have you. You’ve helped me with so much… this is the least I could do

that… Gerald, is the cafeteria

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

head. “Now I see why you called to ask me out yesterday… So today was your birthday! You should have said something—I

one. Just share a meal with

actually allow her to pay today… and if this was really her first time ever celebrating it, they should be doing more than

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

obviously, but since Gerald had asked to come here, Queta voiced

there were already quite a few patrons within—all finely dressed kids from families

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Gerald walked in,

them elicited disdainful scowls from

Smith? She came here, to

walked past the table where Gerald and Queta were seated, some of them stopped in their tracks to stare at Queta in surprise. A playful spark flitted through those

them, setting her

and wore a form-fitting little

in similarly risqué fashions, while the

should be fair to assume that these were

Gerald’s university too.

to qualify for other courses. Some were small-business

classes

young things there were

Queta—genuinely here to

this place, Queta?” Linda hugged her shoulders, grinning at Queta with

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 cast,

acceptance speech for this honor, but

antagonized the 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 to name another woman as being more beautiful than her? Even if they admitted it out loud, it’s still such a

Linda, and to make matters worse, she’d lost to some

I’m treating a friend to lunch!” Queta wasn’t oblivious to

your treat? I’m guessing this guy’s

has to say it: the

with them pointed out, shaking his head. “It’s our class beauty Queta’s birthday today, let her

Linda couldn’t let that

but I bet they can’t even afford a cake!

neighbors 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 was just watching her figure, but I guess she just doesn’t have much

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

now. You’ll have no 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 of clinging to a young man’s arm and

eat another bite. A

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

with her only friend in

his pride had been

attacked by those girls, Gerald had wanted to

if he’d done that, how much more would 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 they were walking away,

Gerald consoled her. “What you’ve got to do right now is work hard

ought to ask

Queta nodded vigorously.

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

was going to get her

order online

he had encountered two dozen young men and women crowding around a girl with sunglasses. They had all gone inside together and

heard that Linda girl mention

Whatever.

found the dessert shop, which was just close to Surati. It took him another fifteen

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

Something must have happened.

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

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

what exactly did she

like there was an old grudge from before. Sad…she’s quite the

all in heated

Gerald pushed his way through the crowd, and got a

girls were pulling Queta’s hair and

imperiously before her,

and raw, as though she’d been

Gerald roared. Charging in,

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

she’d opened her mouth to speak, Gerald

he’d quarrelled with, that night at the

had connections to

hadn’t recognized her right away because she was made

have to 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

the punk who was bothering

Just 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

posturing

my classmates. Her

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

Liara slapped Queta right across the

stupid enough to

with excitement, Linda scrambled to tell on the offending