Chapter 815
Gerald Crawford:The Secretly Rich Man Novel (Invisible or Poorest) Chapter 815
“Serene County? Hahaha! That’s him alright!” said someone from the crowd as the rest of them
laughed.
“Oh god, for real? Gerald the pauper’s actually your rtive?” replied Marilyn, her shock apparent on
her face.
“Sadly, legally, it’s true. However, the Yalemans have and will never acknowledge Gerald as part of our
family!” said Yura with a wry smile on his face.
Giya herself didn’t really care what the others had to say about him. Instead, she was simply excited
that he was possiblying!
“Will Gerald beingter, Yura?” asked Giya.
In response, Yura nodded before saying, “I assume Bea’s bringing him over! Speak of the devil!”
As soon as his sentence ended, the door opened and Bea entered. Seeing that Gerald wasn’t present,
Giya couldn’t help but feel slightly anxious.
“Didn’t that bumpkine along, Bea?” asked one of the girls there.
Since Bea was usually regarded as the lowest in rank within their family, nobody usually took her
seriously. It was the reason why they still called Gerald a ‘bumpkin’ even though he was Bea’s guest.
“Oh, he’s gone to the gents. He’ll be here soon!” replied Bea.
In all honesty, she didn’t really enjoy participating in such gatherings. After all, the gap between her and
her other cousins was simply too wide. She was barely in the same world as they were. She was only
here because she didn’t have a choice.
“Hah! Hrious! He’s probably feeling nervous since it’s the first time he’s attending a gathering at such
a high-end venue!” said a few girls as they cupped their mouths whileughing.
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Hearing that, everyone else startedughing as well. It was at that moment when the room’s door
creaked open again.
However, instead of the country bumpkin they were expecting, they were greeted by a tall, young man
who looked rather slim and was honestly quite handsome. He was dressed casually and his hands
were in his pockets as he walked into the room.
Everyone was now silent and even a few of the girls were exchanging nces with each other,
dumbfounded by the attractive man’s extraordinary temperament.
“Over here, cousin! Have a seat!” said Bea with a smile as she held onto his arm.
“He’s… He’s our country bumpkin of a cousin?”
Several of the girls were now paralyzed in shock. They had expected Gerald—who, as a child, was
very poor and had terrible self-esteem—to have a low and dampened image! To be a person who
would look worried and behave cautiously wherever he went!
Yet the dashing young man standing before them now was anything but!
Just as Gerald was about to greet his shocked cousins, someone suddenly hit him on the back of his
head!
“Well, d*mn! It really is you, Gerald! Why are you being so pretentious? Bet you didn’t expect to see me
here, right?” said Marilyn as she cackled. Naturally, she was the one who had hit him.
“God d*mn it! ….It’s you?” replied Gerald, shocked when he saw the familiar face.
Truth be told, however, he couldn’t really remember who she was for the life of him.
“What, have you forgotten about me already?” asked Marilyn as she crossed her arms. She seemed to
find the entire situation hrious.
“…Yes I do,” lied Gerald as naturally as he breathed.
The memories were, however, slowlying back to him. He knew that they used to be in the same
ss, but he couldn’t remember her name at all.
“Regardless, I really hadn’t expected to see you here of all ces after not meeting for such a long
time! While are you still walking with your hands in your pockets? While your pretentiousness may fool
others, I know your background extremely well, so drop the act already!” said Marilyn.
Hearing that, Gerald could only smile bitterly as he took his hands out of his pockets while shaking his
head.
The bitterness allowed him to recall her name. She was Marilyn and they had once been ssmates
for about half a year.