Chapter 702


    Gerald Crawford:The Secretly Rich Man Novel (Invisible or Poorest) Chapter 702


    Though he used to see Maia as a goddess way back in his poor days, this was the final straw. Gerald


    would no longer tolerate her straightforwardness and sharp-tongue!


    “Well since I’m already ‘acting’ like a rich guy, I may as well ‘act’ till the very end! You know what, I’m


    adding another hundred and fifty thousand dors to that initial five hundred thousand!” announced


    Gerald with a wry smile.


    “W-what?”


    Hearing that, everyone fell into utter shock!


    As if five hundred thousand dors wasn’t enough! This person was now donating a grand total of six


    hundred and fifty thousand dors to charity!


    At this point, the rest of Gerald’s ssmates were all staring wide-eyed at him. It was hard for them to


    even process that such a simple looking person could actually be such a rich man!


    While this was the reaction of Gerald’s ssmates, the silence ended when one of the students from


    another third-year ss began cheering!


    Hearing that, a chain reaction of cheers and apuses soon followed!


    Breaking from their stunned states, the workers themselves immediately got on stage to process the


    second payment.


    The entire hall was now staring at Gerald in utter admiration.


    While showing off wasn’t his usual style, doing it every once in a while was fine. Besides, he had an


    actual reason to show off this time.


    ncing at Maia and Isabelle’s indignant expressions, Gerald could feel an impish glee in himself.


    Once the transaction was done, each of the workers took turns shaking hands with Gerald.


    Fabian on the other hand, simply stomped down the stage after receiving his certificate. What a total


    waste of fifteen thousand dors!


    “Who would’ve guessed that he was actually that rich, Jasmine! When they announced that he was the


    one who had donated the five hundred thousand dors, I couldn’t believe my ears at all! Now that he’s


    added another hundred and fifty thousand dors to that sum, even I have to believe that he’s the one


    who made that ginormous donation!” whispered Mindy as she continued looking at Gerald with great


    interest.


    “I find it hard to believe as well… Looks like his background isn’t as simple as we had initially assumed.


    We should definitely be more careful from now on!” replied Jasmine, her tone cautious.


    “Humph! Let’s just get someone from our family to investigate more about him!” replied Mandy.


    “The thing is, we’ve already ordered someone to do that for us even before today’s events… All we


    know is that he’s some poor student from Serene County! No matter how the investigation team tried,


    they simply couldn’t find out anything more about him!”


    A look of dissatisfaction formed on Jasmine’s face as she said that. In a sense, this was an eye-


    opening experience for her.


    As Jasmine continued looking at Gerald, Fabian darted out of the hall without saying a word. His


    expression suggested that he had just sat through some useless event.


    Knowing how hurt he was, Isabelle ran after him while shouting, “Brother Fabian! Wait for me!”


    Despite her pleas, Fabian continued sprinting toward the garden. Once he arrived at the bottom of a


    shady tree, Fabian immediately punched the tree’s trunk! His face was filled with rage.


    Isabelle was well aware that Fabian’s only Achilles’ heel, amidst his many good traits, was his ego.


    She had noticed how hurt Fabian had been when he was earlier pushed aside by the volunteers


    without even a second thought. Gerald standing where he once stood was definitely thest straw for


    him!


    “Brother Fabian, please don’t be mad! Regardless of how much Gerald’s donated, you still achieved


    second ce in the Taekwondo Youth Championship! That alone already makes you way better than


    him!” said Isabelle, her eyes slightly reddened.


    “Don’t forget about your dreams, Brother Fabian! Please don’t be miserable over something as trivial


    as this! Remember, our school’s very own Taekwondo Championship personally invited you to be their


    judge! You’ll be able to show everyone who’s boss then! Just think of all the cheers and apuse you’ll


    be receiving when that happens!” coaxed Isabelle.


    After hearing that, Fabian started feeling a little better about himself. She was right. Once his time to


    shine arrived, he’d definitely be even highly regarded as the pride of their ss! Endless cheering and


    admiration would then be reserved for him, and only him!


    ‘Why on earth are you stressing so much over something so trivial in the first ce, Fabian?’ He


    thought to himself.


    “…I understand now! Thank you so much, Isabelle!”


    While it was true that he was feeling much better now, Fabian still left the area with a rather miserable


    expression on his face. After all, no matter how much Isabelle was going to coax him, his pride had still


    been hurt deeply today.


    Once the event finally ended, Gerald headed out with Marven.


    While they were walking, Marven suddenly looked like he just remembered something. Without saying


    a word, he then looked around and entered a nearby shop. By the time he got out again, he had bought


    a whole bunch of food.


    “Hmm? What’s this then? Are you already hungry again?” said Gerald as he looked at the stash of food


    that Marven had bought while smiling.


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    “No, no, these aren’t for me! I’m giving all of these to someone… Since I’ll be meeting her along the


    way anyway, would you mind apanying me?” replied Marven, a sheepish grin stered on his


    face.