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Chapter 479

    Chapter 479


    Gerald Crawford:The Secretly Rich Man Novel (Invisible or Poorest) Chapter 479


    “Pfft! Do you even need to ask? He’s probably here to get what little pocket money he has left in his


    bank ount! Hahaha! All of you probably didn’t notice, but he didn’t even have any money in his


    wallet yesterday!” said Dous as heughed.


    Le didn’t say anything else. When he was still rich, she couldn’t deny that she had some feelings for


    him.


    Now, however, she felt nothing for him after witnessing all that he had done yesterday.


    “That’s right! He’se to withdraw money and Cindy here came together with him!” said Leia as she


    too,ughed.


    Le’s face scrunched slightly when she heard Cindy’s name. She immediately pulled Cindy to the side


    and began telling her tales of how he was broke and that he may have pulled her along to cheat her of


    her money.


    Once she heard all that, Cindy looked at Gerald with anxious eyes. “Why did you sell the car, Gerald?


    Also, why did you sell it for such a low price?”


    She was sincerely worried about Gerald.


    “I’ll tell you about it if an opportunity arises in the future. For now, I’m just going to go withdraw some


    money. I’ve an appointment at noon!” replied Gerald as he smiled at Cindy.


    He didn’t even bother to look at anyone else as he walked to the counter.


    Dous himself brought the girls closer to the counter to observe Gerald. He wanted them to see


    Gerald make a fool of himself in front of the others.


    “How much money would you like to withdraw, sir?” asked the clerk.


    “Ny thousand dors, please,” replied Gerald without batting an eyelid.


    “Ny- What?” said Dous, startled.


    Le was taken aback as well.


    The same went for Leia and Cindy’s mother who were already heading back into their office. They


    froze and turned around in shock.


    “Just a minute, sir!”


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    After Gerald entered his password and validated the transaction with his signature, the money counting


    machine came to life.


    Dous’s smug smile disappeared in an instant.


    “You… you still have money? Didn’t you use all of it to buy that car?” asked Dous in surprise.


    “Did I say I used all of it?” replied Gerald, coldly.


    “Then… How much did you actually win?” It was Le’s turn to ask.


    Cindy’s mother and Leia herself had inched closer to the group by then. All of them waited anxiously.


    “I won…”


    Gerald made sure to keep the suspense up for as long as he could. He deserved at least that. Once he


    had enough, he smiled and said, “Actually, forget it. It’s not that much. There’s really no need to talk


    about it!”


    “You!” Le could only manage a single word. She was furious.


    Gerald couldn’t fit all the money into his small bag so he asked one of the cleaning staff there for a


    ck garbage bag. He stuffed the money—all ny thousand dors—into it and nodded to Cindy


    with a smile before leaving the bank with the bag.


    “…So… He actually still had money!” shouted Aunt Leia, devastated.


    “That Gerald! How much did he actually win from the lottery?” asked Le anxiously.


    “D*mn it all! I think he’s just doing all this on purpose! He’s just pretending to be poor in front of us!”


    Dous was beyond annoyed at that point.


    After all, he had just received a huge mental p from Gerald. All his intentions of having fun were now


    down the drain.


    As for Gerald, he soon arrived at the sales office and the salesgirl from before definitely felt the same


    mental p that Dous received when Gerald fully paid for the house in cold, hard cash.


    One hundred and five thousand dors’ worth of cash in one go.


    This was a big boss.
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