Chapter 812

Gerald Crawford:The Secretly Rich Man Novel (Invisible or Poorest) Chapter 812

It was quite obvious from his reaction that he had no idea who Brandon even was. He probably didn’t even know who the store manager was, let alone the assistant store manager the woman was talking about!

“Was it Philip who told you to drop the car off?” asked Gerald as he walked toward Mr. Fairwell, his right hand in his pocket.

Hearing Gerald’s question, Mr. Fairwell was immediately taken aback.

After scanning him from head to toe, Mr. Fairwell then replied in a respectful tone, “Indeed, it was. He told me to deliver the car to a young lady by the name of Bea Yaleman. I’ve already completed all the other necessary formalities.”

Mr. Fairwell then smiled at Gerald. This must be the person whom Mr. Hodges had said he wasn’t even qualified to know by name. After all, there was no way that other young men his age would ever be able to get acquainted with such a mysterious figure!

“Bea- That’s… That’s my daughter! We live at that address as well!” said Catherine in surprise.

“Ah, then could Denzel Yaleman be part of your family as well?” asked Mr. Fairwell.

“He’s my father!” replied Bea.

“I see. Then this car officially belongs to you now, Miss Yaleman. Someone told me to hand the car over to you. Here are all the completed, necessary documents and certificates. Could you please go through them to check if the information is correct?” said Mr. Fairwell as he handed Bea a car key along with a set of documents.

Reading through them, she realized that there was no mistake. The car really was hers now!

“W-what is even going on? Who could’ve bought us with such a luxurious car?” stammered Catherine in her excitement.

Mr. Fairwell himself didn’t reply to her question. Instead, he walked over to Gerald before handing out his business card and saying, “Here’s my business card, sir. Please don’t hesitate to call me if you need any help!”

He could very much tell that Gerald was no ordinary person. Because of that, it was natural for him to want to get into Gerald’s good books.

After handing his card over, he excused himself before leaving.

“Oh god, is that car truly ours now? This is great!” said Catherine, unable to hide her excitement.

The couple themselves had already gone pale as they exchanged glances with each other. While they had been meaning to extort both Bea and her mother, to think that they actually knew such a powerful figure!

Realizing that they couldn’t go on with their plan, they immediately got into their car, preparing to leave.

“Now hold on a minute! Don’t tell me both of you are planning to leave just like that!” sneered Gerald as he looked at the couple.

“What else do you want? You don’t need to compensate us anymore!” snapped the woman.

“Oh, we don’t need to compensate? Is that what you’re still playing at? Even if you’re fine with the scratches on your car, Bea’s scooter still suffered a little damage! It’s time to talk about the compensation you owe her!” said Gerald as he took a step forward.

“You don’t need to pay much really. Only a mere… Fifteen thousand dollars!”

“F-Fifteen thousand?!” shouted the people around them in shock.

The husband and wife themselves were now staring at him with eyes wide open.

“Of course, if you choose not to pay us, I can call Mr. Fairwell to come back here any time I want! He shouldn’t be too far off yet. You can call that Brandon of yours too if you want!”

“N-no! L-let’s just discuss the matter over again nicely!” replied the man, terrified.

He had reason to be so scared. After all, Mr. Fairwell was an extremely powerful figure. What more, he had treated Gerald and the two other women with him so respectfully earlier! The man and his wife would definitely not be let off the hook that easily if Mr. Fairwell was called over again.

Even if they truly did call Brandon over, they would only be taught a one-time lesson.

“…C-could you lower the figure a bit? We’re-”

“Oh, would you look at that! My finger is moving on its own!” said Gerald as he began dialing the number on the card.

“W-we’ll pay! We’ll pay, I said!”

From being the extorters to becoming the extorted, what choice did the man have other than to pay for the absurd compensation?

After awkwardly transferring the money over to Catherine’s bank account, they apologized to Bea before rushing off once Gerald allowed them to leave.

“Bea, go ahead and park the scooter downstairs! I’ll be driving the car down as well!” said Catherine as she held onto the car keys happily.

Before entering the car, she snatched Mr. Fairwell’s business card from Gerald’s hand.

“Hah! Mr. Fairwell is a connection from our family! Try not to take advantage of the situation to show off!”