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

about it. How’s Mr Rye? Is he still

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

be behind such savagery? I know… it must have

guy snapped at her, causing her to

easily within sight of them. Why did he

that dashing young

from that fiasco at the Emperor Karaoke Bar, it

a ‘Mr Rye’,

the great Damien Rye himself. So that scoundrel had been

people—including that

of

assume they

of them. More cars

Rye Group, under the Rye family, had long encroached upon Mayberry territory.

a fierce

how hard anyone tried to cover things up, the events of that afternoon were simply too great

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about this whole incident, with the maiming of Damien Rye, was guaranteed to get

Damien himself would spin

Gerald?” Seeing all these powerful people gathering outside

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

a fright! I thought that woman had summoned a

turned to go. He drove Queta

the latter

bring up that other matter,

way, Queta… interested in changing jobs?”

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

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

That’s great!”

thoughtfulness of men is no match

were already working a

getting Queta signed

Sunnydale was on par with his

wanted to show her his own sincerity, so he promised that whenever he was free, he’d come see her at

returned to

had been an exhausting day. He fell asleep

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

a.m., Gerald was

wafted over from

the smell of

Gerald found a tall girl taking the seat

it’s like inside a university library—particularly star students such as Gerald—research

spot since

a little crowded in

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

sit down next

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

gave him a little nod and a smile, then sat

hand, turning the pages with

it, that babe went

better looking than that

cries arose from

a woman

realizing that it was her own perfume at fault here, the girl flushed bright red, and began edging

unfortunate

head to focus on

Drip. Splat.

was on fire—and then blood began to trickle

a

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

a sight of a wildfire, blazing

Gerald, right then he’d wish for nothing better than to find

maybe he’d just

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

His life was over.

First off: That girl was simply fine as

goddess that average guys

that fragrance she’d been wearing… so intoxicating,

beauty of that caliber most

man could

wealthy fellow? Gah! How did

his

by some strange coincidence, that girl had her head

met—and then she hurriedly dropped her

keep

start, he remembered that he had Mila, now. He shouldn’t be ogling at other chicks like this. Anyways, there would always be a pretty girl around the next corner—he couldn’t very well

the way

heart, he realized that he

He’d made a date with Queta to meet her for lunch at Sunnydale University, where she’d been taking

drove over to Sunnydale which, like Mayberry University, was located in

that the two campuses weren’t located too far

Queta was already

few pleasantries upon

let’s go eat!” Gerald gave

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

all of a

voice fell to a whisper. “I used to have no friends or family—no one to celebrate

is the

heir. Although Queta already knew he wouldn’t cause

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

one. Just

her to pay today… and if this was really her

Back when he used to run with Aiden

expensive, obviously, but since Gerald had asked

of the day, there were already quite a few patrons within—all finely

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and Gerald walked in,

from many of the

She

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 stopped in their tracks

Queta blushed as she greeted them,

wore a form-fitting little black dress that only barely

were clad in similarly risqué fashions, while the

to assume that

courses at Gerald’s university too. You get all

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

attended classes mainly

young things there were hoping

rest were like Queta—genuinely here

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

ago, one of the rich boys had raised the topic in class as to

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

for this honor, but Queta had so far paid no attention to their jibes and

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

Linda, and to make matters worse, she’d

my birthday today and I’m treating a friend to lunch!” Queta wasn’t oblivious to

heavens, is this your treat? I’m guessing

the girls joined in. “Ahahaha! Someone has to say it: the two of you are a perfect match! Look at what you’re both

pointed out, shaking his head. “It’s our class beauty Queta’s birthday today, let her enjoy herself. Stop causing a

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

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

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

the moment, Linda harrumphed, folded

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

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

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

and she was spending it with her only friend in the world. Even

pride had been trampled on like that, it felt like he was being stabbed through the

was being attacked by those girls, Gerald had wanted to

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,

mind it. The day will be over before you know it,” Gerald consoled her. “What

ask Aiden to help look

Queta nodded vigorously.

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

was going to

an order online with a dessert shop on

a girl with sunglasses. They

Perhaps he’d heard that Linda girl mention something about someone’s birthday? That was probably

Whatever.

took him another fifteen minutes to secure the

were peering in through the

Something must have happened.

off Miss Liara! Really, now… of all the

to make too big a fuss over it—otherwise, that girl would

what exactly did she do

was an old grudge from before. Sad…she’s quite the beauty. This is gonna be

all in heated discussion over the

through the

hair and holding her

sat imperiously before her,

red and raw, as though she’d been

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

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

to speak, Gerald finally remembered

quarrelled with, that night at the

had connections to Damien

because she

this have to come to violence?” Gerald hollered in

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let me tell you…otherwise, you would’ve been admitted there that night!” the young woman cackled. “I’ve been searching for the two

is this the punk who was bothering you last

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

were posturing hopefully for

is one of my classmates. Her name is Queta Smith. That guy

One moment they’d been welcoming Miss Liara,

slapped Queta right across the

Queta had been stupid enough to draw Miss

scrambled to tell on the offending