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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?

they’d made it out of

Rye? Is he still in the Intensive Care

nodded. “Yeah. He’s suffered terrible bone fractures in all four limbs, and he’s still in the ICU ward—but thankfully

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

here!” the guy snapped at

lingered nearby, easily within sight of

he recognized that

beaten up from that fiasco at the Emperor Karaoke

concerning a ‘Mr

was most likely the great Damien Rye himself. So that

appeared that all these people—including

Then, in a rumbling storm of

they were with Jake

all of them. More cars continued to follow from

family, had long encroached upon Mayberry territory.

a fierce gang of

No matter how hard anyone tried to cover things up, the events of that afternoon were simply too

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this whole incident, with the maiming of Damien Rye,

was how Damien himself would spin

Gerald?” Seeing all these powerful people gathering outside the hospital, Queta stood beside,

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

me a fright! I thought that woman had summoned

look at them, Gerald turned to go. He drove

on Damien Rye, so the

that other matter, concerning a

the way, Queta… interested in changing jobs?”

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

they might be interested in investing in the kindergarten, and even providing me with

great!” Gerald

men is no

already working a job, or

the same idea before—about getting Queta signed up for such

was

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

he finally returned to his

been an exhausting day. He fell

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

around 10 a.m., Gerald

fragrance wafted

the smell

to look, Gerald found a tall girl taking the

as Gerald—research

spot since

get a little

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

that it wouldn’t have been her first choice to sit down next to some guy—but it was

how all the guys had been eyeing on her since she came in, causing her to feel terribly self-conscious. Gerald meanwhile

she gave him a little nod and a

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

it, that babe went and sat over

better looking than that

from the

a woman elicited a

here, the girl flushed bright red, and began

this unfortunate event was only the

head to focus on

Drip. Splat.

then blood began to trickle out from it, dripping onto the papers before

needed a tissue, right

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

to a sight of

then he’d wish for nothing better than to

and then maybe he’d just die

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Wiping

His life was over.

couldn’t even help himself! First off: That girl was simply fine

of goddess that average

that fragrance she’d been wearing… so

most

ordinary man could win

Wasn’t he, himself, a wealthy fellow? Gah! How did he keep forgetting

shook his

strange coincidence, that girl had her head turned, and was

she hurriedly

to keep staring at her,

there would always be a pretty girl around the next corner—he couldn’t very well go falling for each

wasn’t the way of Gerald

heart, he realized that he wouldn’t be able

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 to see

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

too far apart. It took him roughly twenty

his call, Queta

few pleasantries upon meeting each

eat!” Gerald

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

all of

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

Gerald, is

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

So today was your birthday! You should

need one. Just share

Queta put it that way, there was nothing more Gerald could add. Still, it was her 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 about those big spenders going

had asked to come here,

were already quite a few patrons within—all finely dressed kids from

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and Gerald walked in, dressed

of them elicited disdainful scowls from many

She came here,

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

as she greeted them,

fetchingly made-up and wore a form-fitting little

risqué fashions, while the guys had piercings which announced their considerable social

assume that these were

courses at Gerald’s university too. You

qualify for other courses. Some were small-business entrepreneurs. Some were regular working

rich brats attended classes

young things there were hoping

rest were like Queta—genuinely

you can’t afford this place, Queta?” Linda hugged her shoulders, grinning at Queta with delight. Clearly, putting Queta down

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

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

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 chat

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

and to make matters worse, she’d

a friend to lunch!” Queta wasn’t oblivious to Linda’s enmity towards her, so she

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

joined in. “Ahahaha! Someone has to say it: the two

juice,” one of the guys with them pointed out, shaking his head. “It’s our class beauty Queta’s birthday today, let her enjoy herself. Stop

said. Linda couldn’t let that

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,

further. No wonder Queta’s neighbors were talking about how she never eats any dinner—and that even for lunch, all she has is

Linda harrumphed, folded her arms, and

After all, we’ll still have to accompany Finn to Miss Liara’s birthday party

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

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Queta wept. “I shouldn’t have come here, to a place like

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

Gerald. He too had once been poor. Whenever his pride

was being attacked by those girls, Gerald

done that, how much more would Queta suffer in 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, and it’s not as though Gerald could chase after them and give them five across the

be over before you know it,” Gerald consoled her. “What you’ve got to do right now

ought to ask Aiden to help look

Queta nodded vigorously.

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

was going to get

placed an order online with a dessert shop on

men and women crowding around a girl with sunglasses. They had all gone inside together

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

Whatever.

the dessert shop, which was just close to Surati. It took him another

crowd of students outside the restaurant. They were peering in through

Something must have happened.

I guess that girl must have pissed off Miss Liara! Really, now… of all the people to

Miss Liara’s birthday today and she doesn’t want to make

exactly did she

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

all in heated discussion

pushed his way through the

were pulling Queta’s hair and holding her down on the

her, one leg crossed over the

raw, as

Gerald roared. Charging in, he

“I’ve searched high and low to no avail, but in

opened her mouth to speak, Gerald finally remembered who she

he’d quarrelled with,

had connections to

her right away because she was

did this have to come to

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young woman cackled. “I’ve been searching for the two of you so I can get

is this the punk

why we couldn’t track them down. You must be tired of being alive, huh? Trying to start

were posturing hopefully

my classmates. Her name is Queta Smith. That

welcoming Miss Liara, and

Liara slapped

Queta had been stupid enough to draw Miss

excitement, Linda scrambled to