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Gerald Crawford:The Secretly Rich Man Novel (Invisible or Poorest) Chapter 132
Two million six hundred thousand dollars!

What kind of status was this?

Impossible!

Irene rushed over to the car before she unceremoniously flipped out the car driving permit.

“Snap!”

Upon looking at the permit, Irene froze as she dropped the car driving permit to the ground.

She was dumbfounded.

“If you don’t want to look at it, just don’t look at it. Why do you have to throw it on the ground?”

Gerald could not help but smiled wryly.

“Some people do not have any knowledge or experience. Likewise, her father and mother too. They do not have any knowledge or experience in this at all. Gerald, why don’t you tell auntie how you met our Mila?”

Helen quickly ran over to pick up the car driving permit before glancing at it. She then grabbed Gerald’s wrist the next immediately second..

She started acting very cordially as though she was holding her own son’s hand.

“Oh, auntie. We met when we were learning how to drive!”

Gerald replied.

“Hahaha. I knew all along that our Mila has such good taste. In fact, I already knew that you were not just a simple man when I first saw you, Gerald. How can those people such as Quinton or Victor possibly be compared to you?”

“Umm…”

Gerald in

who was that person who drove him out of their

sorry about this matter. Our Mason crashed into

old lady’s tone drastically changed, it was more pleasant and

walked towards Gerald with a smile

to the core because of

owner of

handful who still couldn’t comprehend the fact that Gerald was indeed a local

his own car, Gerald didn’t bother waiting but was getting ready to leave even before the birthday banquet

school later in the afternoon. Why don’t I accompany

Mila asked playfully.

Both experiencing shocks and also a

sum it up, she was

you that I’d bring you out for a

fact that Mila was able to go out with Gerald felt like the best gift

then took

me all this while? Wait a minute, don’t tell me that you’re really the

as she

not know how he should

was indeed the Mr. Crawford that they had

end up with

of that, Gerald

and asked, “So are you hoping that I’m

are Mr. Crawford, then you’ll not belong in the same world as us anymore. I will

someone like Mr. Crawford possibly be driving a car that is only worth one million five hundred thousand to three million dollars? And also, just take a look at me! If it weren’t for you who picked out my clothes and matched it for

simply won the lottery. I won a lot of