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Gerald Crawford:The Secretly Rich Man Novel (Invisible or Poorest) Chapter 1218
After waving his hand to drive everyone away, Gerald made sure he parked his car properly while wondering to himself what was wrong with today’s society.

So what if one was rich? If everything could be resolved with money, then Gerald wouldn’t have to continue searching like this.

Shaking the thought off, Gerald then looked at the campus building before heading in its direction to continue his search for a woman with a strong yin physique.

What happened earlier was simply a small episode, and Gerald’s thoughts were soon replaced with a slight nostalgia as he stepped into the campus again after graduating for over two years.

As the saying went, life was a circle that went round and round. Regardless of whether a person was rich or poor, they would always end up returning to where they came from.

True to that saying’s words, all of this had started in this very university. After all, Gerald had first been told that he was the heir of the Crawford family while he was studying here. What more, Gerald had also met the love of his life on this very campus.

the milk tea shop at the entrance of the campus was still there, and the owner of that shop was still the same

Mila had forgotten to bring her wallet out with her when she was buying some milk tea back then… Him helping her pay for it was their very

relationship with Mila had been both pure and innocent… There weren’t any earth-shattering or bitter moments in their relationship at all. Just a simple, ‘I love you

the moment he had met her, Gerald had never wanted to be the heir of the Crawford family. If he could choose, he would’ve very much preferred to remain poor. After all, Mila didn’t

and collecting enough money, they could’ve even opened a milk tea shop together. By that point, they would’ve surely earned enough to get married and start a beautiful family together…

smile slightly bitterly. Then again, there was no way that the past him would’ve been able to

call out, “Hey there, handsome! You’ve been standing all dazed there for a good five minutes, you

sight

off guard by her sudden question, Gerald only managed to say, “…Uh… Yeah. You… need

there in a daze in broad daylight… She wondered what he

was looking for someone who could help photograph us! Since you’re the first person I’ve bumped into while searching around, I wonder if you’d be willing to take our pictures for us, handsome?” asked the girl—who

her. Seeing that it wasn’t