Chapter 729

Gerald Crawford:The Secretly Rich Man Novel (Invisible or Poorest) Chapter 729

“Who is this person? How impolite can he be?! Can’t he even act like a decent human being?”

“That’s right. It’s the door to Mr. Zartyr’s villa. How dare he walk in as if this was his house? Didn’t he see that we’re standing in a line”

For a moment, a lot of people started whispering among themselves.

As for Maia and Isabelle, they were waiting to see how Gerald would be humiliated in front of everybody.

It was because Barry was a big shot in Salford Province, and he had tremendous influence. Besides, he was particularly keen about maintaining tradition and acting with prudence. If anyone acted imprudently, that person would be reprimanded heavily.

At that moment, Gerald knocked on a door.

The door to the living room was opened by a butler.

“This guy is looking for it, courting death he is!”

“Does he think that he can get ahead of us by acting like this? Ha ha!”

“I know lots of kids like him. He’ll only make a laughing stock out of himself. He’s destined to be unable to achieve anything great in his life!”

The others joined in and started mocking Gerald.

“Mr… Mr. Crawford, it’s you!”

The butler exclaimed out of astonishment.

He immediately bowed towards him.

“Yes. I see that he’s quite busy, so I waited around outside for quite a while!”

Gerald laughed bitterly.

“Yes! Mr. Crawford, this way please.”

The butler soon invited Gerald into the house swiftly.

If Gerald was not considered as an important and distinguished guest, then there would be no such thing as an important and distinguished guest in this world.

“What?”

That scene stunned every one of them who were standing in line.

“What kind of young master is that? Mr. Crawford? I’ve never heard of him. But I’ve never seen Mr.

Mollands act like that before!”

“That’s true! Who exactly is he?”

Everyone was stupefied.

Even Maia’s mouth gaped in disbelief.

Her heart started pumping.

She felt as if this was all an illusion, an illusion in which she was helpless when fighting against the tide.

Something she dreaded had happened.

Maia had always looked down on Gerald since they were in high school, and that feeling continued even up until now.

Even though Gerald studied hard during high school, Maia assumed that he did not have bright prospects in the future.

Everyone that knew Maia, saw her as a straightforward person. She sometimes said things directly, and others might inadvertently get hurt in the process.

To put it plainly, Maia had always had a sense of superiority over her peers.

But for some reason, when she was with Warren and Jamier, Maia would act in an unusually reserved manner.

But it was clear that she looked down on Gerald.

But now, she found that the person who she had always looked down upon was actually filthy rich. He was different from the past, and he was much richer than her.

Maia found that fact to be a hard pill to swallow.

She made up all kinds of excuses to convince herself. Gerald might have won a lottery, so he became rich. That his prize money would be used up after a few years.

Besides, the money he had was irrelevant since he lacked the connections to make things work. Maia smirked silently. In a modern society, one was pretty much useless if he had no connections with powerful people.

This was what Maia told herself repeatedly over the past couple of days to soothe herself.

But now, she had to meet Mr. Zartyr to ask for his help. Her nightmares had resurfaced when she realized that Gerald had free access the Mr. Zartyr’s property.

Looks like they were more than superficial acquaintances.

“I didn’t know that Gerald knows Mr. Zartyr!”

Isabelle became rather anxious.

But even though she was anxious, she had no other options.

Nobody could help her. The only shot she had was with Mr. Zartyr, but there was still the chance that he might turn her down.

“Maia, why don’t you give Gerald a call? Our worries will certainly be resolved if he’s willing to say something nice on our behalf?”

It was Warren who spoke up this time.

“Me?” Maia felt quite anxious as if she had just been slapped in the face.

“That’s right, Maia. After all, that guy liked you in the past, and you were high school classmates. It’ll be better if you speak for us! If not, we’ll have to stand in line the entire afternoon, and we may not even be able to meet Mr. Zartyr in time! This issue may well turn into something much more serious by then!”

Warren said anxiously.

“That’s true, Maia. Go and beg Gerald for help. He’ll definitely help us!”

Isabelle finally caved in.

Maia was in a dilemma for a while.