Chapter 240


    Gerald Crawford:The Secretly Rich Man Novel (Invisible or Poorest) Chapter 240


    There were six female guests at Table 6.


    Obviously young university students, thedies all appeared sexy, mature, and carried a beautiful


    charm to them.


    The one called Sister Xabi downed an entire bottle of beer in one go before embracing her best friend,


    who was sitting next to her.


    “Sara, what is wrong with you? You haven’t broadcasted live for the past two days, and you have been


    so sullen and depressed. You are usually the happiest when we are at a bar! You could always tell me


    if something is wrong.”


    “Sister Xabi, do you think that hidden rich heirs exist? He obviously looks like a pauper who has no


    money at all. He might actually be really wealthy in secret, though. And I mean really, extremely,


    wealthy!”


    The person sitting there was none other than Sara, who had just gotten a p in the face.


    She could not help but sound very depressed.


    “Haha! Of course, there could always be people like that out there. It is, but however, very rare. Another


    situation that could rule out that possibility is if that person is narcissistic. Such people go as far as to


    take out massive loans just so they can appear wealthy and powerful. The fact is, these are usually the


    paupers!” replied Sister Xabi.


    Sister Xabi seemed to have hailed from a rtively well-to-do background.


    Sara nodded fiercely.


    “Yes, Sister Xabi. ording to my observations, this guy has to be a serious narcissist! I asked around


    and looked into his background, and I found out that he once won the lottery. Perhaps he is only rich


    because of that, yet, he’s so fond of showing-off!”


    “Hehehe. Don’t take someone like that so seriously! Come, let’s drink! He will definitely be poor


    again sooner orter!”


    Those words couldn’t help but make Sara feel a little relieved.


    Frankly, it had been a full day but she was just as anxious as she was.


    She had utterly no appetite to eat or drink and even felt that the wine was tasteless.


    It was all because of that Gerald!


    She had gotten a real hard p in the face that morning, not to mention finding out about how Gerald


    could actually be Mr. Crawford.


    The Lamborghini might just belong to him!


    Sara couldn’t really understand how he could possibly be the owner of that car. If Gerald was really that


    rich, why was he bullied continuously?


    It made no sense whatsoever.


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    Perhaps it was just a coincidence. The owner of the Lamborghini might have been someone else and


    Gerald could have just gone elsewhere.


    Sara’s mood had improved considerably after the whole barrage of coaxing and persuading by Sister


    Xabi.


    “Lassies, your beer is here!”


    Gerald was already there with the beer.


    He put it down before turning to leave.


    “Damn it! You stop right there! Who you calling assie?” inquired Sister Xabi in a rage.


    The group of girls was usually open-minded and outgoing. However, they were all very sensitive when


    it came to this term.


    A server had actually called them ssies?’


    What did he mean when he called them that? It was self-evident.


    Gerald was also taken aback by the unnecessary riposte.


    He did not overthink about the term, simply addressing the group of beautiful girls in miniskirts with a


    friendly-sounding gesture.


    Seeing the way they were dressed and judging their ages, it was all in good spirits that he referred to


    them that way.


    He really didn’t expect something like that could cause any trouble.


    “That… beauty. I am really sorry. Sorry! I made a mistake! Here’s your beer. Please enjoy it,” Gerald


    apologized heartfully with a slight bow.


    When he raised his head, he was stunned when he saw her.


    As for that girl, she too was stunned when she saw Gerald.


    “Gerald!”


    “Sara?”


    It was really inevitable for enemies to cross paths!


    Sara was just talking about Gerald, but she didn’t really expect him to appear here.


    Worse, why was Gerald a server at Zero Point Bar? Haha! Wasn’t he supposed to be extremely rich?


    Sara didn’t know why she felt a whole different kind of pleasure when she saw him in this state.


    She then saw that Gerald was preparing to leave again.


    “Gerald, don’t leave just yet. Anyway, I’m considered an acquaintance now, right? Hahaha! Don’t you


    think that we should be discussing something?”