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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

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

four limbs, and he’s still in the ICU ward—but thankfully his life is

savagery? I know… it

that here!” the guy snapped at her, causing her to shut

of them.

that

the Emperor Karaoke

discussion concerning a ‘Mr Rye’, he finally saw

Rye himself.

people—including

rumbling storm of engines,

assume they were with Jake

More cars continued to follow

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

were a fierce

to

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maiming of Damien Rye, was guaranteed to

was how Damien himself would

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

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

a fright! I thought that woman had summoned a

them, Gerald turned to go. He drove Queta back

dirt on Damien Rye, so the latter would probably hesitate

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

the way, Queta… interested in changing jobs?” he asked with a

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

interested in investing in the kindergarten, and

That’s great!”

men is no match

were already working a job, or who had never received a

actually had the same idea before—about getting Queta signed up for such classes—but

an agreeable turn of events. Sunnydale was on par

he promised that whenever he was free, he’d

off, he finally returned to his

had been an exhausting day. He fell

days passed without any incidents. Gerald spent this time studying quietly in the library. Summer break would be coming soon—but before that, the

a.m., Gerald was attempting model questions

a sweet fragrance wafted over from his

smell

look, Gerald found a tall girl

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

had been occupying this spot since 5.30 in

get a little crowded

girl was tall, slender, and statuesque, with skin as fair as porcelain. Long

choice 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

nod and a smile, then sat down and

pages with the other… she

went and sat

looking than that turd! Ah, I can’t take

arose from

of a woman elicited a great

here, the girl flushed bright red,

Gerald, this unfortunate event

head to focus on his

Drip. Splat.

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

needed a tissue,

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

a sight

for nothing better than to find a hole to

maybe he’d just

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in the library a moment longer. Wiping the blood from his nose, he promptly fled

His life was over.

himself! First off: That girl was

sort of goddess that average guys weren’t even

been wearing… so intoxicating, his very nose had been

caliber most likely came from a

man could win

Wasn’t he, himself, a wealthy fellow?

his head

had her head turned, and was presently looking out

she hurriedly dropped her

decided not to keep staring

that he had Mila, now. He shouldn’t be ogling at other chicks like this. Anyways, there

way

that he

University, where she’d been taking

University, was located in the Mayberry University District—further

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

received his call, Queta was already

exchanged a few pleasantries upon meeting each other

let’s go eat!” Gerald

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

all of a

family—no one to celebrate my birthday with. Now I have you. You’ve helped me with so much… this

is the cafeteria

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

his head. “Now I see why you called to ask me out yesterday… So today was your birthday! You

Just share a meal with

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

Back when he used to run with Aiden Baker and his lot, he’d often hear about those big spenders going

was a nice enough place. Pretty expensive, obviously, but since Gerald had asked to come here, Queta voiced no objections, and

were already quite a few patrons

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Gerald walked

them elicited disdainful scowls from many of

Smith? She came here,

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

as she greeted them,

form-fitting little black dress that

while the guys had piercings which

to assume

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

for other courses. Some were

brats attended classes mainly to pick

pretty young things there were hoping to

Queta—genuinely

shoulders, grinning at Queta with delight. Clearly, putting Queta down like this

had raised the topic in

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

for her to come up front and present an acceptance speech for this honor,

greatest cruelty to inflict upon a woman was to name another woman

was for Linda, and to make

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

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

the two of you are a perfect match! Look at what you’re

juice,” one of the guys with them pointed out, shaking his head. “It’s our class

beauty’, he’d said. Linda

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 had to spend all of her life savings

further. No wonder Queta’s 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

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

from us. After all, we’ll still have to accompany Finn to Miss Liara’s birthday party afterwards. Isn’t that right, Finn?” Linda

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

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Gerald. I’ve disgraced you too,” Queta wept. “I

only friend in the world. Even Queta’s

his pride had been

was being attacked by those girls, Gerald had wanted to

going on until the end, just as they were walking away, and it’s not as though Gerald could

it. The day will be over before you know it,” Gerald consoled

he ought to ask Aiden to help look after

Queta nodded vigorously.

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

going to get her a

an order online with a dessert

around a girl with sunglasses. They had all gone inside

any interest in them. Perhaps he’d heard that Linda girl mention something about someone’s birthday? That

Whatever.

just close to Surati. It took him

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

Something must have happened.

pissed off Miss Liara! Really, now…

to make

what exactly did

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

in heated discussion over

his way through the

Queta’s hair and holding

her,

red and raw, as though

Gerald roared. Charging in, he shoved

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

to speak, Gerald

he’d quarrelled with, that night

connections

she was made up in a

Why did this have to come to violence?” Gerald

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

Liara, is this the punk who

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

posturing hopefully for

The girl is one of my classmates. Her name is Queta Smith. That guy seems to

Liara, and the next, she was pointing at Queta and shrieking

Miss Liara slapped Queta right across the

stupid enough to draw Miss Liara’s

herself with excitement, Linda scrambled to tell on the offending