Chapter 307
The Secretly Rich Man
Gerald Crawford:The Secretly Rich Man Novel (Invisible or Poorest) Chapter 307
âIâm sorry, Gerald. Iâve disgraced you too,â Queta wept. âI shouldnât have come here, to a place like this!â
It was her birthday today and she was spending it with her only friend in the world. Even Quetaâs feelings would be hurt by such ridicule.
No one understood her feelings better than Gerald. He too had once been poor. Whenever his pride had been trampled on like that, it felt like he was being stabbed through the heart.
When Queta was being attacked by those girls, Gerald had wanted to retaliate.
But if heâd done that, how much more would Queta suffer in class with them from that point onwards?
Anyway, he hadnât really understood what was going on until the end, just as they were walking away, and itâs not as though Gerald could chase after them and give them five across the face, right?
âDonât mind it. The day will be over before you know it,â Gerald consoled her. âWhat youâve got to do right now is work hard at your studies!â
He wondered if he ought to ask Aiden to help look after her here.
Queta nodded vigorously.
âWait right here for me. Iâve got to go get something. Iâll be right back!â Gerald told her with a smile, and then slipped outside.
He was going to get her a cake.
Earlier, heâd placed an order online with a dessert shop on campus.
Outside, he had encountered two dozen young men and women crowding around a girl with sunglasses. They had all gone inside together and everyone was wearing the latest fashions.
Gerald didnât have any interest in them. Perhaps heâd heard that Linda girl mention something about someoneâs birthday? That was probably her, then.
Whatever.
Gerald found the dessert shop, which was just close to Surati. It took him another fifteen minutes to secure the cake and then he headed back.
Now there was a massive crowd of students outside the restaurant. They were peering in through the entrance, with some even taking pictures on their cell phones.
Something must have happened.
âHot d*mn! I guess that girl must have pissed off Miss Liara! Really, now⦠of all the people to pick a fight with!â
âLucky that itâs Miss Liaraâs birthday today and she doesnât want to make too big a fuss over itâ
otherwise, that girl would be done for!â
âBut what exactly did she do wrong?â
âSeems like there was an old grudge from before. Sadâ¦sheâs quite the beauty. This is gonna be tragic!â
The onlookers were all in heated discussion over the matter.
Ignoring everything else, Gerald pushed his way through the crowd, and got a great shock!
Several girls were pulling Quetaâs hair and holding her down on the floor.
One woman sat imperiously before her, one leg crossed over the other.
Quetaâs face was red and raw, as though sheâd been hit.
âLet her go!â Gerald roared. Charging in, he shoved away the girls around Queta.
âHmph! So it really was the two of youâ¦â The woman in charge here rose to her feet. âIâve searched high and low to no avail, but in the end you came to me on your own!â
Now that sheâd opened her mouth to speak, Gerald finally remembered who she was.
It was the woman heâd quarrelled with, that night at the hospital.
She had connections to Damien Rye.
He hadnât recognized her right away because she was made up in a different style today.
âWell? Why did this have to come to violence?â Gerald hollered in fury.