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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 there

Mr Rye? Is he still in the Intensive

in all four limbs, and he’s still in the ICU ward—but thankfully his life is not in

savagery? I know… it must have been

guy snapped

lingered nearby, easily within sight of them. Why

that dashing young

from that fiasco at the Emperor Karaoke Bar, it

discussion concerning a ‘Mr Rye’, he finally saw

Damien Rye himself. So that scoundrel had been

appeared that all these people—including that horrendous harpy—were

of engines, another fleet of

would naturally assume they were with Jake

More cars continued to follow

the Rye family,

were a fierce

matter how hard anyone tried to cover things up, the events of that afternoon

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incident, with the maiming of Damien Rye, was guaranteed

how Damien himself

Gerald?” Seeing all these powerful people gathering

wryly. “They’re just here to visit somebody. Never mind about

woman had summoned a bunch of thugs!”

to go. He drove Queta back to her

Damien Rye, so the latter would probably hesitate to stir

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

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

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

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 lectures there

That’s great!”

is no match for the consideration of

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

getting Queta signed up for such classes—but

events. Sunnydale was on par with his own Mayberry

promised that whenever he was free, he’d come see her at

he finally returned to his room

exhausting day. He fell

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

10 a.m., Gerald was

sweet fragrance wafted over from his

smell

a tall girl taking the seat

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

been occupying this spot

started to get a little crowded in

as fair as porcelain. Long hair cascaded down to

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

how all the guys had been eyeing on her since she came in, causing her to

a little nod and a smile,

turning the pages with the other… she

babe went and sat

hundred times better looking than that turd! Ah, I can’t take

from the

of a

the girl flushed bright red, and began

Gerald, this unfortunate event was only

head to

Drip. Splat.

nose was on fire—and then blood began to trickle out from it, dripping onto the papers before

needed a

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

face was similar to a sight of a wildfire, blazing

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

and then maybe he’d just die

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longer. Wiping the blood from his nose,

His life was over.

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

was the sort of goddess that average guys weren’t even allowed to dream

so intoxicating,

of that caliber most likely came from a wealthy

sort of ordinary man could win

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

shook his

through a window—but by some strange coincidence, that girl had her

eyes met—and then she hurriedly dropped her

not to keep staring at

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

the way of

surging tides of his heart, he realized that he wouldn’t

meet her for lunch at Sunnydale University, where she’d been taking professional courses the past couple of days. He

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

campuses weren’t located too far apart. It took him roughly twenty minutes to

Having received his call, Queta was already waiting

exchanged a few pleasantries

go eat!”

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

all of a

have no friends or family—no one to celebrate

Gerald, is the cafeteria okay

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

out yesterday… So

need one. Just share a meal

allow her to pay today…

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

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

already

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and Gerald walked in,

from many of the

Smith? She came

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 to stare

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

little

fashions, while the

should be fair to assume that these were

at Gerald’s university

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

rich brats attended classes mainly to pick up

pretty young things there were hoping to find

Queta—genuinely

place, Queta?” Linda hugged her shoulders, grinning at Queta with delight. Clearly, putting Queta down like this

two days ago, one of the rich boys had raised the topic in class as to who the prettiest girl among

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

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

this only 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 woman was to name another woman as being more beautiful than her? Even if they admitted

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

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

heavens, is this your treat? I’m guessing

“Ahahaha! Someone has to say it: the two of you are a perfect match! Look

sulking, you two. They’re only some steaks and fruit juice,” one of the guys with them pointed out, shaking his head. “It’s our class beauty Queta’s birthday today,

said. Linda couldn’t

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

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

spoken her piece for the moment, Linda harrumphed, folded her

have no more trouble from us. After all, we’ll still have to accompany Finn to Miss Liara’s birthday party afterwards.

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

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

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

Whenever his pride had been trampled on like

Queta was being attacked by those girls,

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

will be over before you know it,” Gerald consoled her. “What you’ve

he ought to ask Aiden to

Queta nodded vigorously.

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

going to get

he’d placed an order online

crowding around a girl with

didn’t have any interest in them. Perhaps he’d heard that Linda girl mention something about someone’s birthday? That was

Whatever.

took him another fifteen minutes to secure the cake and then

outside the restaurant. They were peering in through the entrance, with some even

Something must have happened.

guess that girl must have pissed off Miss Liara! Really,

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

did she do

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

onlookers were all in heated

way through

Queta’s hair and holding her down

her, one leg crossed over the

face was red and raw, as though she’d

Gerald roared. Charging in, he shoved away the girls

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

she’d opened her mouth to speak, Gerald

he’d quarrelled with, that night at the

had connections to Damien

right away because she was made

did this have to come to violence?” Gerald

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the young woman cackled. “I’ve been searching for the two of you so I can get my revenge—how nice of

is this the punk who was

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

men were posturing hopefully for Liara’s

Liara, I know these two! The girl is one of my classmates. Her name is Queta Smith. That guy

going on here. One moment they’d been welcoming Miss Liara, and the

then, Miss Liara slapped

enough to draw Miss Liara’s

with excitement, Linda scrambled to tell on the offending