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Gerald Crawford:The Secretly Rich Man Novel (Invisible or Poorest) Chapter 240
There were six female guests at Table 6.

Obviously young university students, the ladies all appeared sexy, mature, and carried a beautiful charm to them.

The one called Sister Xabi downed an entire bottle of beer in one go before embracing her best friend, who was sitting next to her.

“Sara, what is wrong with you? You haven’t broadcasted live for the past two days, and you have been so sullen and depressed. You are usually the happiest when we are at a bar! You could always tell me if something is wrong.”

“Sister Xabi, do you think that hidden rich heirs exist? He obviously looks like a pauper who has no money at all. He might actually be really wealthy in secret, though. And I mean really, extremely, wealthy!”

The person sitting there was none other than Sara, who had just gotten a slap in the face.

She could not help but sound very depressed.

“Haha! Of course, there could always be people like that out there. It is, but however, very rare. Another situation that could rule out that possibility is if that person is narcissistic. Such people go as far as to take out massive loans just so they can appear wealthy and powerful. The fact is, these are usually the paupers!” replied Sister Xabi.

Sister Xabi seemed to have hailed from a relatively well-to-do background.

Sara nodded fiercely.

“Yes, Sister Xabi. According to my observations, this guy has to be a serious narcissist! I asked around and looked into his background, and I found out that he once won the lottery. Perhaps he is only rich because of that, yet, he’s so fond of showing-off!”

Don’t take someone like that so seriously! Come, let’s drink! He will definitely become poor again sooner

but make

had been a full day but she was just as anxious as she

had utterly no appetite to eat or drink and

was all because

had gotten a real hard slap in the face that morning, not to mention finding out about how Gerald could actually be Mr.

might just belong to

how he could possibly be the owner of that

no

was just a coincidence. The owner of the Lamborghini might have been someone else

mood had improved considerably after the whole barrage of coaxing and

beer is

already there with the

it down before

right there! Who you calling a lassie?” inquired Sister Xabi in a

and outgoing. However, they were

had actually

he mean when he called them

also taken aback by

term, simply addressing the group of beautiful girls in miniskirts