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?

they’d made it out

Rye? Is he still in the Intensive Care Unit?” A dashing young

limbs, and he’s still in

could be behind such savagery? I know…

Don’t talk about that here!” the guy snapped at her, causing her to

within sight of them. Why did he

that dashing young

that fiasco at the Emperor Karaoke Bar,

concerning a ‘Mr Rye’,

himself. So that scoundrel had been admitted to

people—including that horrendous harpy—were from Rye

vroom! Then, in a rumbling storm of engines, another fleet of a dozen cars

would naturally assume they were with Jake and

all of them. More cars continued to

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

fierce gang

was guaranteed to have powerful backers. No matter how hard anyone tried to cover things

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

question was how Damien

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

wryly. “They’re just here to visit

I thought that woman had summoned a bunch of thugs!” Queta

them, Gerald turned to

so the latter

way, Gerald didn’t forget to bring up that other matter, concerning

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

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

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

That’s great!”

the thoughtfulness of men is no match

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

had the same idea before—about getting Queta signed up for such classes—but he’d just never found the

events. Sunnydale was on par with his own Mayberry University.

his own sincerity, so he promised that

dropping her off, he finally returned to his room at

day.

passed without any incidents. Gerald spent this time studying quietly in the library. Summer break would be

Gerald was attempting

wafted

was the smell of

Gerald found a tall girl taking the seat

Gerald—research and revision were going on non-stop, and the place was packed

been occupying this spot

get a little crowded in

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

could tell that it wouldn’t have been her first choice to sit down next to some guy—but it was the only empty

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

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

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

went and sat over

times better looking than that turd! Ah, I

cries arose from the

a woman

here, the girl flushed bright red, and began edging her chair

Gerald, this unfortunate

to focus

Drip. Splat.

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

a tissue,

laid upon one hand with discretion. Her other hand, however, surreptitiously extended a pack of tissues

to a sight

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

and then maybe he’d just

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the library a moment longer. Wiping the blood

His life was over.

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

that average guys weren’t

been wearing… so intoxicating, his very nose

of that caliber most

ordinary man

a wealthy fellow? Gah! How did he keep forgetting about

his head

that girl had her head turned, and was presently looking out the very same

she

to keep staring

chicks like this. Anyways, there would always be a

wasn’t the way of Gerald Crawford,

heart, he realized that he wouldn’t be able to concentrate on his revision

date with Queta to meet her for lunch at Sunnydale University, where

University, was located in

that the two campuses weren’t located too far apart. It took him roughly twenty

call, Queta was already waiting at the

a few pleasantries

eat!” Gerald gave her a

treat today!”

this, all of a

voice fell to a 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

just that… Gerald, is

heir. Although Queta already

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

one. Just share

add. Still, it was her birthday—he couldn’t actually allow her to

Gerald chose instead to go to Surati, a 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

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

were already

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and Gerald walked

sight of them elicited disdainful scowls from many of

She came here,

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

everybody…” Queta blushed as she greeted them, setting

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

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

assume that these were

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

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

rich brats attended classes mainly to

young things there were

Queta—genuinely here

Queta with

the rich boys had raised the topic in class as to who the

it…but then, after the votes had been

to come up front and present an acceptance speech for this honor, but Queta had so far paid

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 such a heart-wrenching

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

a friend to lunch!” Queta wasn’t oblivious to Linda’s enmity

heavens, is this your treat? I’m

say it: the two of you are a perfect match! Look at what

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 causing a

Linda couldn’t let that

they can’t even afford a cake! Looking at the two of them, I’m guessing she had to spend all

I shan’t 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 have

Linda harrumphed, folded her arms, and stalked

to accompany Finn to Miss Liara’s birthday party afterwards. Isn’t that right, Finn?”

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

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

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

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

attacked by those girls, Gerald had wanted

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

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

to ask Aiden to

Queta nodded vigorously.

be right back!” Gerald told her

going to get her a

online with a dessert shop on

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

that Linda girl mention

Whatever.

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

massive crowd of students outside the restaurant. They were peering

Something must have happened.

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

and she doesn’t want to make too big a fuss

what exactly did

like there was an old grudge from before. Sad…she’s quite

all in heated discussion over the

pushed his way through the

and holding her down on the

before her, one leg crossed

was red and raw, as though she’d

roared. Charging in, he shoved away

The woman in charge here rose to her feet. “I’ve

to speak,

the woman he’d quarrelled with, that night

had connections to Damien

she was

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

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

Liara, is this the punk

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

men were posturing hopefully for

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

welcoming Miss Liara, and

slapped Queta right across the

been stupid enough to draw

Linda scrambled to