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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 in

it. How’s Mr Rye? Is he still

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? I know… it must have

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

easily within sight of them. Why did he do

that

beaten up from that fiasco at the Emperor Karaoke Bar, it was none

a ‘Mr Rye’, he finally saw the

Rye himself. So that scoundrel had been admitted to this

these people—including that horrendous harpy—were from

of engines, another fleet of

assume they were with

them. More cars continued to

family, had long encroached

were a fierce

backers. No matter how hard anyone tried to cover things up, the events of that afternoon

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about this whole incident, with the maiming of Damien Rye,

how Damien himself would

people gathering outside the hospital, Queta stood beside,

wryly. “They’re just here to visit somebody.

fright! I thought that woman had summoned a

look at them, Gerald turned to go. He drove Queta back

on Damien Rye, so the latter would probably hesitate to stir

up that other matter, concerning a change

changing jobs?” he asked with a

Mayberry International. It wasn’t

be interested in investing in the kindergarten, and even providing me with training at Sunnydale University!

That’s great!” Gerald

is no

universities held community classes for people who were already working a job, or who had never

actually had the same idea before—about getting Queta signed up

was on par with his own Mayberry University. Everyone said

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

he finally returned

an exhausting day. He fell asleep

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

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

fragrance wafted over from

smell of a

a tall girl taking the

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

had been occupying this spot since

to get a

fair as porcelain. Long

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

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

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

upon one hand, turning the pages with the other… she was a mesmerizing portrait to

went and sat

times better looking than that

arose from the

the scent of a

the girl

Gerald, this unfortunate event was

lowered his head to focus on his

Drip. Splat.

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

a

away from him, her head laid upon one hand with discretion. Her

to a sight of a

he’d wish for nothing better

and then maybe he’d just die

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

His life was over.

That girl was simply fine as hell! What a

goddess that average guys weren’t even allowed to

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

caliber most likely came from a

sort of ordinary man

a wealthy fellow?

his

window—but by some strange coincidence, that girl had her head turned, and was presently

then she hurriedly

to keep staring at her,

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

way of

surging tides of his heart, he realized that

was almost noon. He’d made a date with Queta to meet her for lunch at Sunnydale University, where she’d been taking professional courses the past couple of days. He hadn’t gone

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

too far apart. It took him roughly

Having received his call, Queta was

pleasantries upon

go eat!”

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

all of a

one to celebrate my birthday with. Now I have you. You’ve helped me with so much… this is

Gerald, is the cafeteria okay

heir. Although Queta already

you called to ask me out yesterday… So today was your

don’t need one. Just share a

birthday—he couldn’t actually allow her to pay today… and if this was

Western-styled restaurant in Sunnydale campus. Back when he used to run with Aiden Baker and his lot, he’d often hear

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

day, there were already quite a few patrons within—all finely dressed kids

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and Gerald walked in,

of them elicited disdainful scowls from many of the

Smith? She came here, to

table where Gerald and Queta were seated, some of them stopped in their

greeted them, setting her food down

little black dress

similarly risqué fashions, while the guys had piercings

should be fair to assume

at Gerald’s university too. You get all

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

classes mainly to pick

were hoping

Queta—genuinely here to learn

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

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

all for it…but then, after the votes

for her to come up front and present an acceptance speech for this honor, but Queta had so far paid no attention to their jibes and their attempts to

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

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

Queta wasn’t oblivious to Linda’s enmity towards her, so

is this your treat? I’m guessing this guy’s your

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

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

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

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 money

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

still have to accompany Finn to Miss Liara’s birthday party afterwards.

silent. She didn’t eat another bite. A

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too,” Queta wept. “I shouldn’t

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

been poor. Whenever his pride had been trampled on like that, it felt like he was

Queta was being attacked by those

them from that point onwards? Anyway, he hadn’t really understood what was going on until the end, just as they were

Gerald consoled her. “What you’ve got to do right

ought to ask Aiden to help

Queta nodded vigorously.

something. I’ll be right back!” Gerald told her with a

was going to get

an order online with a dessert shop

two dozen young men and women crowding around a girl with

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 minutes to secure

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

Something must have happened.

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

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

did

an old grudge from before. Sad…she’s

were all in heated discussion over

way through the crowd, and got

and holding her

imperiously before her,

raw, as though

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

the two of you…” The woman in charge here rose to her feet. “I’ve searched

she’d opened her mouth to speak, Gerald

woman he’d quarrelled with, that night at

connections to Damien

recognized her right away because she was made up

Why did this have to come to violence?” Gerald hollered in

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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

punk who was bothering

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

were posturing hopefully for Liara’s

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

finally understood what was going on here. One moment they’d been welcoming Miss Liara, and the next, she was

Miss Liara slapped

Queta had been stupid enough

with excitement, Linda scrambled