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Gerald Crawford:The Secretly Rich Man Novel (Invisible or Poorest) Chapter 283
Now, which socially successful woman didn’t have a man behind her back?

After hearing about Wynn’s significant other, Gerald, for no apparent reason, felt a fleeting sense of disappointment.

He wished to help Wynn, not just because she was pretty, but also for her child, Minnie, the little girl he had started to find favor in.

Perhaps it was because he saved Minnie’s life. It gave him a sense of fatherhood, where he automatically felt the sense of paternal affection each time they met.

Things, however, seemed to be more complicated than initially thought.

Wynn probably didn’t require his help at all.

As for his disappointment, it was because Gerald really thought Wynn was that type of woman. Why then would Minnie say that a man had been coming to look for her!

It was someone else’s private life anyway, and it was none of his business.

So after buying Minnie her new toy, Gerald brought her back to the neighborhood.

Without explanation, Minnie abruptly grabbed Gerald’s arm. He did not know what she saw—her happy expression had disappeared, and her face had turned pale.

were staring right at a large black Mercedes-Benz parked along the driveway. The car wasn’t

Minnie?” Gerald

the bad guy is here again, and that’s his

and she immediately hid behind

the car was empty. It could only mean that the driver must have

dining at someone’s house, there was no way he would just walk away

Minnie.

Minnie and

that the door was left

big commotion had

man home? Why are there

raspy, and he sounded like

Rye! What happens in my family

there really is another man here. Wynn, have you forgotten what we agreed on half a month ago? I’d help you maintain your business to provide you with funds so you could pull through this difficult time. I did everything for your sake, and in return,

you out, you still have the nerve to hook up with another man?! Hehe, alright, I’ll collect the interest

were plates flying off the table and the

me, you son of a b*tch!

cried out with every last

Gerald pushed the door open and was welcomed by the sickening