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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?

made it

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

woman nodded. “Yeah. He’s suffered terrible bone fractures in all four limbs, and

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

that here!” the guy snapped

easily within sight of them. Why did he

that

beaten up from that fiasco at the Emperor

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

great Damien Rye himself. So that scoundrel had been admitted

people—including

of engines, another fleet of

assume they

More cars continued to follow

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

a fierce gang of

No matter how hard anyone tried to cover things up, the events of

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the maiming of Damien Rye, was guaranteed to

how Damien

these powerful people

smiled wryly. “They’re just here to

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

look at them, Gerald turned to go. He

Damien Rye, so the latter would probably hesitate to stir

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

way, Queta… interested in changing jobs?”

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

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 Psychology

great!” Gerald

is no match for the consideration

held community classes for people who were already working a

idea before—about getting Queta signed up for such classes—but

was an agreeable turn of events. Sunnydale was on par with his

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

her off, he finally returned to his room at

had been an exhausting day. He fell asleep right

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

at around 10 a.m., Gerald was attempting model questions

wafted over from

was the smell

a tall girl taking

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

occupying this spot since

get a little crowded in

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

choice to sit down next to some guy—but it

eyeing on her since she came in, causing her to feel terribly self-conscious. Gerald meanwhile was fully engrossed in his studies, which

and a smile, then sat down and opened

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

babe went and sat over

looking than that turd! Ah, I can’t

cries arose from the

a woman elicited a great

perfume at fault here, the girl flushed bright

this unfortunate event was only

head to

Drip. Splat.

fire—and then blood began

needed a

her head laid upon one hand with discretion. Her other hand, however,

was similar to a sight of a wildfire, blazing

nothing better than to find

then maybe

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remain in the library a moment longer. Wiping

His life was over.

help himself! First off: That girl was simply fine as

average guys weren’t

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

A beauty of that caliber most likely

sort of ordinary man could

he, himself, a wealthy fellow? Gah! How did he keep forgetting

his

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

she hurriedly dropped

to keep

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

way of

realized that he wouldn’t

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 see

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

weren’t located too far apart. It took him roughly

his call, Queta was already

a few pleasantries upon meeting each

go eat!” Gerald gave

it be my treat today!” Queta suddenly replied, with

all of

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 least I could

just that… Gerald, is

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

see why you called to ask me out yesterday… So

Just share a meal

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

used to run with Aiden

was a nice enough place. Pretty expensive, obviously, but since Gerald had

hour of the day, there were already quite

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Gerald walked in, dressed

them elicited disdainful scowls from many of the women

Queta Smith? She

of four or five girls and guys entered as well. As they walked past the table where Gerald and Queta were

blushed as she greeted them, setting her food down and clutching her dress

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

in similarly risqué fashions, while the guys had piercings which announced

should be fair to assume that these were

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

rich brats who’d failed to qualify for other courses. Some

rich brats attended classes mainly to pick

young things there were hoping to find a sugar

like Queta—genuinely here to learn

hugged her shoulders, grinning at Queta with delight. Clearly, putting

two days ago, one of the rich boys had raised the topic in class

all for it…but then, after the

an acceptance speech for this honor, but Queta had

of looks. After all, wasn’t it said that the greatest cruelty to inflict upon a woman

was for Linda, and to make matters worse, she’d lost to

oblivious to Linda’s enmity towards her, so she only offered her a simple

treat? I’m guessing this

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

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

beauty’, he’d said. Linda

afford a cake! Looking at the two of them, I’m guessing she had to

interrupt you any 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 thought she was just watching her figure, but I guess she just doesn’t

piece for the moment, Linda harrumphed, folded her

Finn to Miss Liara’s birthday

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

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

was her birthday today and she was spending it with her only friend in the world. Even Queta’s

once been poor. Whenever his pride had

those girls, Gerald had wanted

what was going on

mind it. The day will be over before you know it,” Gerald consoled her. “What you’ve got to do right now is work

ought to ask Aiden to help look after

Queta nodded vigorously.

here for me. I’ve got to go get something. I’ll be right back!” Gerald told her with a smile, and

to

order online with a dessert shop on

women crowding around a girl with sunglasses. They had all

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

Whatever.

It took him another fifteen

the restaurant. They were peering in through the entrance, with

Something must have happened.

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

she doesn’t want to make too big a fuss over it—otherwise, that girl would be

did she do

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

were all in heated

pushed his way through the crowd,

and

sat imperiously before her, one leg crossed over

raw, as though she’d been

her go!” Gerald roared. Charging in, he shoved away the girls

charge here rose to her feet. “I’ve searched high and low to no avail, but in

to

he’d quarrelled with, that night at the

connections to

recognized her right away because she was made up in a

have to come to violence?”

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there that night!” the young woman cackled. “I’ve been searching for the two of you so I

the punk who

special and that’s why we couldn’t track them

men were posturing hopefully

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

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

Liara slapped Queta right across the

had been stupid enough to draw Miss

scrambled to tell