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

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 life is

could be behind such savagery?

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

easily within sight of them.

he recognized that dashing young

from that fiasco at the

concerning a ‘Mr Rye’, he

most likely the great Damien Rye himself.

all these people—including

rumbling storm of engines, another

would naturally assume they were with Jake and

wasn’t all of them. More

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

a fierce gang

to cover things up, the events of

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with the maiming of

how Damien himself

Seeing all these powerful people gathering outside the hospital, Queta stood

smiled wryly. “They’re just

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

Gerald turned to go. He drove Queta back to

some dirt on Damien Rye, so the latter would probably

forget to bring up that other matter,

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

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

interested in investing in the

That’s great!” Gerald

thoughtfulness of men is no match for the consideration

community classes for people who were already working a job, or who

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

was an agreeable turn of events. Sunnydale was

promised that whenever he was free, he’d come

dropping her off, he finally returned

day.

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

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

fragrance wafted over from his

smell of

tall girl taking the seat beside

university library—particularly star students such as Gerald—research and revision were going on non-stop, and the place was packed to the

been occupying this spot since 5.30 in the

a little crowded

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

have been her first choice to sit down next to some guy—but

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

him a little nod and a smile, then sat down and opened her

head upon one hand, turning the pages with the other… she

babe went and

better looking than that

arose from the

Meanwhile, inhaling the scent of a woman elicited a great

at fault here, the girl

unfortunate event was

head to focus on

Drip. Splat.

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

a tissue, right

saw that 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

a sight of a wildfire, blazing

then he’d wish for nothing better than to find

then maybe he’d just die

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a moment longer. Wiping the blood

His life was over.

help himself! First off: That girl was

average guys weren’t even allowed

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

caliber most likely came from

sort of ordinary man could win

himself, a wealthy fellow? Gah! How did he

his

girl had her head turned,

then she hurriedly dropped her

to keep

like this. Anyways, there would always be a pretty girl around the next corner—he couldn’t very well

the way of Gerald Crawford,

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

University, where she’d been taking professional courses the

which, like Mayberry University, was located in the Mayberry University District—further proof of its

weren’t located too far apart. It took

call, Queta was already waiting at the

a few pleasantries upon meeting each other

eat!” Gerald gave her

need for that, Gerald. Let it be my treat today!” Queta

all of

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

just that… Gerald, is

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

I see why you called to ask me out yesterday… So today was your birthday! You should

don’t need one. Just share a

couldn’t actually allow her to pay today… and

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

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

At this hour of the day, there were already quite

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and Gerald walked in,

elicited disdainful scowls from

that Queta Smith? She came here, to

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 in surprise. A playful

hey, everybody…” Queta blushed as she greeted them, setting her food down

wore a form-fitting little black dress that only barely

in similarly risqué fashions, while the

to assume that these were Queta’s

courses at Gerald’s university too. You get all

qualify for other courses. Some were

classes mainly to

were hoping to find a sugar

Queta—genuinely here

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

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

first, Linda had been all for it…but then, after the votes had been cast, the winner turned out to

an acceptance speech for this honor, but Queta

only further 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

Linda, and to make matters worse,

to lunch!” Queta wasn’t oblivious to Linda’s enmity towards her, so she only offered her a simple reply and no

is this your treat? I’m guessing this

Someone has to say it: the two of

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, let her enjoy

said. Linda

Someone’s celebrating her birthday, but I bet they can’t even afford a cake! Looking at the

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

moment, Linda harrumphed,

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 finally

eat another bite. A moment later, Gerald saw hot tears winding their way down

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

and she was spending it with her only friend in

too had once been poor. Whenever his pride had

attacked by those girls,

onwards? Anyway, he hadn’t really understood what was going on until the end, just as they were walking away,

you know it,” Gerald consoled her.

wondered if he ought to ask Aiden to help

Queta nodded vigorously.

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

going to get her

online with a dessert shop

around a girl with sunglasses. They had all gone inside together and everyone was wearing

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

Whatever.

which was just close to Surati. It took him another fifteen minutes to secure the cake and then

there was a massive crowd of students outside the restaurant. They were peering in through the

Something must have happened.

pissed off Miss Liara!

and she doesn’t want to make too

what exactly did she

grudge from before. Sad…she’s quite the

onlookers were all in heated discussion over

pushed his way through the crowd, and got a great

hair and holding her down

woman sat imperiously before her, one leg crossed over

raw, as though she’d been

Charging in, he shoved away

two of you…” The woman in charge here rose to her feet. “I’ve searched high and low to no avail, but in the end you came to me

her mouth to

the woman he’d quarrelled with, that night at the

had connections to

hadn’t recognized her right away because she was made up in a different

come to violence?” Gerald hollered in

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say? Heh! You were lucky you escaped the hospital when 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

is this the punk

Just a couple of losers. And here I thought it might be someone special and that’s why we couldn’t track them down.

men were posturing

know these two! The girl is one of my classmates. Her name is Queta Smith. That guy seems

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

then, Miss Liara slapped Queta right across the

stupid enough to draw

herself with excitement, Linda scrambled to tell