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Gerald Crawford:The Secretly Rich Man Novel (Invisible or Poorest) Chapter 754
That was Queta’s diary.

All these years, she had always had the habit of keeping a diary.

Xara flipped over the first page, and it was from the time before Queta met Gerald.

“I became a kindergarten teacher today. I’m quite satisfied since I get to see the children being happy and cheerful every day. I’ve never had a mother since I was young after all. Maybe I won’t feel so lonely by being with this group of overjoyed, bubbly kids.”

“Today, I overheard a colleague talking about me behind my back. That teacher said that I grew up in an orphanage and that I was abandoned by my parents when I was young. I pretended as if I didn’t hear it, but I was so sad and upset. I hope I can meet my parents one day, so I can ask them why they abandoned me. Why couldn’t they give me a beautiful and happy childhood? Why?”

“…”

“I work in a restaurant now. I made some mistakes, so I was scolded by my superior. A rich young man helped me. For some reason, I knew that he had a kind soul the moment I saw him.”

“I met him again, and he helped me, again. But I get nervous every time I see him. It’s because he’s rich, and I’m just a poor girl. However, he told me that he had the same experience as me. I don’t know why but I still have the feeling that he’s a kind and friendly guy. I feel a sense of security every time I’m by his side!”

“I miss seeing him so much. I want to meet him again. Today, I met him again. I want to stay with him and take care of him. I want to take care of him in every way possible. But I know that he has a girl he loves. That girl is very beautiful and generous. Gerald probably won’t fall in love with me. But I’m still willing to do anything for him.”

“If I have my own family, I would tell Gerald that I like him. But I have nothing now. I’m an orphan. I don’t even have a family, so I doubt that I even deserve love.”

…

flipped through the diary her poor little daughter had been keeping. Unknown to her, every page of the diary became soaked with

kind of grievances and bitterness my daughter has been through. She’s too young to

the diary and

I went out to buy some vegetables.

clear

she

of the room

was Queta who stood

“You… are?”

she saw

“I’m…”

of Xara’s

now on. You can

Gerald replied immediately.

Xara nodded slightly.

she saw

saw Xara. It was a sense of familiarity which she

to meet you, Auntie Fenderson. I’m Queta Smith! We’ll be in charge of Gerald’s meals and daily life

would never let

long period of trying to persuade her, Gerald decided it