Chapter 461
The Secretly Rich Man
Gerald Crawford:The Secretly Rich Man Novel (Invisible or Poorest) Chapter 461
âHey, dad!â
Gerald called out respectfully, answering the video call.
Although it wasnât the first time he video called his father after discovering his true identity, Gerald had somewhat grown to be more respectful towards his father.
He increasingly felt how honorable of a man his father was.
âWhat are you up to now, son?â
Geraldâs father broke into a smile the moment his son came on the screen.
âAm just about to rest, Dad. Whatâs up with the late call? Anything you need to tell me?â
âYes, I do. I was initially planning to ask your sister to look into this matter. As Iâm aware, you spend most of your time and energy, focusing on your homework. This thing will be delayed since your sister has gone to handle factory issues in North Africa. I wonder if sheâd already told you about it?â
âYou need my help finding a woman?â
Gerald recalled his sisterâs instructions and what she confided in him previously. She had asked for his assistance in looking for a particular woman.
âYes, Iâll send over her picture to you in a bit. I need your help finding out about her whereabouts as soon as you can. Otherwise, this guilt in my conscience will eat me up for the rest of my life!â
âThere is also one more thing that you have to remember. You cannot let your mother know about this!â
Geraldâs father warned as he sighed.
This made Gerald feel a little awkward.
He scowled as he tried to grasp the meaning of the situation.
Could this have been a woman his father had let down in the past?
Damn it! His father was actually asking both the siblings to look for this woman in secret! The first person that crossed Geraldâs mind was his mother. He could not help but feel a little sorry for his mother because he thought they were letting her down.
âWhat is your relationship with this woman? You have much greater power and influence compared to us. If you wanted to find her, you wouldâve definitely been able to find her. Isnât that the case?â asked Gerald.
âHey, kiddo. If it was that easy for your father to find her, would I even be asking you or your sisterâs help? Whatâs my relationship with her? Itâs a question you both have asked me. Anyway, let me assure you that itâs not whatever you are thinking of. But that being said, she was highly involved in our major family event that year. I canât help but feel that the Crawford family had let her down even after so many years. Donât ask me about the details as to what really happened. Iâll explain everything to you at a later time.â
âOkay, thatâs it. Please put in some effort to help me to deal with this.â
Geraldâs father hung up as soon as he finished speaking.
It didnât take long before Gerald received a message.
It was a black and white photoâone which looked like it was a few decades old.
It was a picture of a woman.
The moment he saw the woman, Geraldâs hand trembled uncontrollably, and he nearly dropped his cell phone to the ground.
After looking at the photo again, Gerald inhaled sharply.
âThisâ¦isnât this Queta Smith?â
Yes. The woman in the photo was indeed beautiful. In fact, she was incredibly charming and enchanting.
She looked almost exactly like Queta.
But if this photo was in black and white, then Gerald knew for sure that it could not possibly be Queta.
Who was she?
Gerald presumed that this woman was most probably a peer of his father, which meant that she was around his age.
If that were the case, it was most likely she was Quetaâs mother.
After all, Gerald knew that Queta grew up in an orphanage.
It seemed as though her parents abandoned her for no apparent reason.
Putting the pieces together, it led to a clear conclusion that it was Quetaâs mother, the woman his father asked him to look for.
Thoughts started shrouding Geraldâs mind.
He could remember vividly how his heart was throbbing and beating uncontrollably the first time he saw Queta.
He also felt a strange sense of comforting closeness to her ever since the first time he saw Queta and even had the urge to protect her for no reason at all.
Now, as he gave it a much deeper thought, he couldnât help but wonder if Queta was actually his sister?
Despite his fatherâs explanation, Gerald wasnât convinced that his father had nothing to do with that woman at all!
That night, Gerald was washed with anxiety. He tossed and turned around his bed, felt extraordinarily restless, and could not sleep at all.
Gerald called Queta early the next morning. He had to meet up with her and clarify this once and for all.