Chapter 283
The Secretly Rich Man
Gerald Crawford:The Secretly Rich Man Novel (Invisible or Poorest) Chapter 283
Now, which socially successful woman didnât have a man behind her back?
After hearing about Wynnâs significant other, Gerald, for no apparent reason, felt a fleeting sense of disappointment.
He wished to help Wynn, not just because she was pretty, but also for her child, Minnie, the little girl he had started to find favor in.
Perhaps it was because he saved Minnieâs life. It gave him a sense of fatherhood, where he automatically felt the sense of paternal affection each time they met.
Things, however, seemed to be more complicated than initially thought.
Wynn probably didnât require his help at all.
As for his disappointment, it was because Gerald really thought Wynn was that type of woman. Why then would Minnie say that a man had been coming to look for her!
It was someone elseâs private life anyway, and it was none of his business.
So after buying Minnie her new toy, Gerald brought her back to the neighborhood.
Without explanation, Minnie abruptly grabbed Geraldâs arm. He did not know what she sawâher happy expression had disappeared, and her face had turned pale.
He saw that her eyes were staring right at a large black Mercedes-Benz parked along the driveway.
The car wasnât there before.
âWhatâs the matter, Minnie?â Gerald asked in shock.
âUncle Gerald, the bad guy is here again, and thatâs his car! He was the one who hit mommy and me!â
Minnieâs body trembled in fear, and she immediately hid behind Gerald.
âHuh?â Gerald was slightly startled when he saw that the car was empty. It could only mean that the driver must have entered the house.
After dining at someoneâs house, there was no way he would just walk away and pretend that nothing happened.
âCome on, Minnie. Letâs get inside!â
Gerald immediately picked Minnie and rushed upstairs.
Upon his arrival, he found that the door was left ajar.
Inside, a big commotion had taken place.
âB*tch, did you bring another man home? Why are there three sets of cutlery on the table?â
His voice was raspy, and he sounded like a middle-aged man.
âYouâre insane, Damien Rye! What happens in my family is none of your business!â Wynn retorted angrily.
âHmph! So it seems that there really is another man here. Wynn, have you forgotten what we agreed on half a month ago? Iâd help you maintain your business to provide you with funds so you could pull through this difficult time. I did everything for your sake, and in return, you promised to be with me. How else did you think your tiny little establishment withstood the blow from Geraldâs commercial street?
You would have gone bust by now!â
âNow that Iâve helped you out, you still have the nerve to hook up with another man?! Hehe, alright, Iâll collect the interest today. Iâve been wanting to f*ck you for a long time now, and I canât hold back a minute more!â
What followed next were plates flying off the table and the sickening shatter of clayware.
âGet off me, you son of a b*tch! *sshole!â
Wynn cried out with every last breath.
Coincidentally, Gerald pushed the door open and was welcomed by the sickening scene.
âStop it!â Gerald shouted as he grabbed a vase beside him and lunged at the man sitting above Wynn.
He was going to bust his bald head wide open.
With a mighty swing, he brought down the vase to his head.
Upon impact, Damien Ryeâs skull cracked open.
âF*ck! Who the hell are you?â he cursed loudly, clutching his bleeding head with one hand and struggling to pull up his pants with the other.
âMommy, are you okay?â
Minnie quickly helped Wynn get up.
Her blouse had been ripped apart by Damien, leaving her breasts exposed.
With a cold and murderous stare, Gerald picked up a stool from the floor and eyeballed Damien. His eyes were filled with rage.
He now pretty much knew everything that was going on in the family.
It was because of that investment plan, something that had almost destroyed Wynnâs company.
Then, things got worse when this b*stard, Damien, came into the picture.
This was his condition, in exchange for the help of Damien Rye.