Chapter 406


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


    Dous called out to her, but Le 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 Dous dumbfounded by the side


    of the road.


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


    Some timeter, 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 eximed, 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 thendline 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?”


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    “Something like that…” Forck 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 M. 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 momentter, she called back.


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


    Something big!”


    “What is it?”


    “I’ll pay you a visit tomorrow at your ce—and then I’ll need to stay for a few days. Is that cool? Hello,


    Gerald? Can you hear me?”