Chapter 406

Gerald Crawford:The Secretly Rich Man Novel (Invisible or Poorest) Chapter 406

Douglas called out to her, but Leila replied, “That’s alright. You go on without me. I’ll find my own ride home!” With that, she hailed a passing cab, and departed—leaving Douglas dumbfounded by the side of the road.

He already knew what was wrong—and he blamed Gerald for it!

Some time later, Gerald and Cindy finished their meal together, and exchanged their contact numbers.

Then he called for a cab to send her home.

Gerald stepped into the karaoke bar next door to have a look. Everyone had left, and the bar had closed for the night.

He hadn’t expected this to be such an eventful day. He was exhausted.

Hailing a cab for himself, he returned to the hotel where he was staying. The moment he stepped into his room, his phone rang again. It was that unknown caller who’d tried to reach him while he was at the restaurant earlier.

Who could it be? Curious, Gerald took the call.

“Gerald, what’s going on? Why didn’t you pick up?” It was a lovely, feminine voice. Gerald was taken aback when he recognized who was speaking.

“Giya? It was you calling?” he exclaimed, baffled.

It had been half a month since term break started. Gerald had spent most of this time in the hospital looking after Mr Winters. Perhaps because of what had happened on the first day of term break, Giya hadn’t spoken to him at all since.

Gerald had been thinking that it was just as well. And so, they’d severed contact with each other.

He hadn’t been expecting to get a call from her.

“Hmph. Surprised? I’m calling you from the landline phone in my room. So what am I to make of you not contacting me all this while? Are we not friends anymore?” Giya grumbled.

“Nothing like that… I’m just shocked that you called me!” Gerald responded wryly.

“And just what’s wrong with me calling you?” Giya asked teasingly.

“Well, I’m not some rich guy… just a poor loser with no money!”

“I won’t allow you to talk about yourself like that!” she snapped.

“It’s true! Most girls say that about me!”

“Most girls. I’ve never looked down on you—if anything, I think more of you than all those rich brats. I know you were only treating me that way for the sake of your girlfriend. If not for her, you’d be much nicer to me, isn’t that so?”

“Something like that…” For lack of anything better to say.

Truth be told, a girl like Giya, gorgeous and charismatic, with a heart of gold… Any man would be lucky to have her as their girlfriend.

But Gerald already had Mila. Though he admired Giya… it wasn’t like that.

“Was there some reason you called me?” Gerald inquired.

“I can’t call you without a reason? Well then… No, no reason! Hang up, won’t you?” Giya’s tone was sharp as a knife.

Doot… doot… doot…

As instructed, Gerald hung up. A moment later, she called back.

“What the hell? Why did you do that? You’re killing me, here! Look, something’s come up, alright?

Something big!”

“What is it?”

“I’ll pay you a visit tomorrow at your place—and then I’ll need to stay for a few days. Is that cool? Hello, Gerald? Can you hear me?”