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Gerald Crawford:The Secretly Rich Man Novel (Invisible or Poorest) Chapter 403
“Excuse me, miss!” The waitress in the lead smiled at Leila, who stared with mouth gaping wide as a feast was laid out upon the table before Gerald.

“Huh? What?” Leila stuttered for a moment, then exclaimed, “Hey, hey, hey! There must be some mistake—you’ve got the wrong table!”

Anyone could tell that it was a sumptuous meal worth a small fortune—at least five hundred dollars or more—and it was meant for Gerald?

Leila had always held him in contempt as a man with nothing to his name. One time, she’d let slip that their fathers had been arranging for them to be married, and it had made her a complete laughing stock.

“Hey, Leila! Somewhere on a far away farm, your fiancé’s waiting for you!” She could still see those mocking grins vividly at the back of her mind.

It had been the greatest source of misery in her life. She never spoke of it, but it was always on her mind. As a symbol of her humiliation, she utterly despised Gerald Crawford.

And yet, Gerald was eating so well right now…

by the hand of a master chef from France! It costs a thousand dollars in total!” The waitress

stunned. Never had she ever indulged in such

you out of your mind? Have

and who are you? My handphone costs as

County, a five-hundred-dollar smartphone was a substantial status symbol—but Douglas was one step up:

was nothing more than the price of one meal for Gerald. No one would take this without

wouldn’t it be better to take this money and buy yourself some nice clothes, or a decent phone, or maybe some kind of makeover… Instead, you’re just… urgh!”

in terms of manners or intellect, Gerald fell far

He pulled it out for a quick glance.

and Douglas stared with eyes as wide as the plates on

didn’t take the call. Terminating the connection, he tried

still Uncle Jung’s daughter, and he shouldn’t cause