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Gerald Crawford:The Secretly Rich Man Novel (Invisible or Poorest) Chapter 304
Word about this whole incident, with the maiming of Damien Rye, was guaranteed to get out.

The question was how Damien himself would spin it.

“Do you know them, Gerald?” Seeing all these powerful people gathering outside the hospital, Queta stood beside, feeling anxious.

“I know them; but they don’t know me.” Gerald smiled wryly. “They’re just here to visit somebody. Never mind about it!”

“That gave me a fright! I thought that woman had summoned a bunch of thugs!” Queta gave a long sigh of relief.

After one last look at them, Gerald turned to go. He drove Queta back to her place.

Zack Lyle had some dirt on Damien Rye, so the latter would probably hesitate to stir up further trouble.

Along the way, Gerald didn’t forget to bring up that other matter, concerning a change in employment for Queta.

“By the way, Queta… interested in changing jobs?” he asked with a smile.

If she wanted to, she could have her pick of any position in Mayberry International. It wasn’t out of the cards to just build a kindergarten for her, either.

“I have also been meaning to ask you about this…” Queta replied. “Today, Manager Thornton told me that they might be interested in investing in the kindergarten, and even providing me with training at Sunnydale University! I’ll be attending some Psychology lectures there as soon as tomorrow!”

great!”

at times the thoughtfulness of men is no match for

who were already working a job, or who had never received

actually had the same idea before—about getting Queta signed up for such classes—but he’d just never found the

events. Sunnydale was on par with his own

he promised that whenever

finally returned to his

an exhausting day. He fell asleep

Gerald spent this time studying quietly in the

10 a.m., Gerald was

wafted over from

was the smell of a

Gerald found a tall girl

Gerald—research and revision were going on non-stop, and the place was packed

this spot

get a

and statuesque, with skin as fair as porcelain. Long hair cascaded down to her waist.

first choice to sit down next to some guy—but it was the only empty

the guys had been eyeing on her since she came in, causing her to feel terribly self-conscious. Gerald meanwhile was fully engrossed in his studies,

gave him a little nod and a smile,

the pages with the other… she was