The Invisible Rich Man

Gerald was able to let off a lot of steam there. He’d never felt so good before.However, he realized that things could get very complicated from here on out. Although he’d lived a modest life thus far, he at least understood this much.Therefore, he decided he’d take this matter a little further. At the next opportunity, he’d have to sit down with Zack Lyle and Michael Zeke to discuss what had happened here.He thanked Aiden and Elena for rushing over to his side before dismissing them.The events of the day had left Queta frightened and humiliated. She was down in the dumps. Even her clothes had been ripped and torn by Liara’s gang. It broke Gerald’s heart to see her like this.Ultimately, it was his fault that this tragedy had to occur and that Queta had been dragged into it.“Come on, I’m buying you new clothes!” Gerald declared cheerfully.“No…I’m fine like this, Gerald!” Queta bowed her head.“I insist. No matter what, I had gotten you into this mess. Anyway, it’s your bi

“Gerald, are you busy later?” Naomi asked, when Gerald took her call.“Who, me? No, I’m not busy!” He was sending Queta back to campus. Once she was in class, he’d obviously be free.“Oh. I’ve found you some side income. A thousand bucks for a day’s work. It’s a simple job: Felicity needs a driver. I know you’re not hurting for money these days, but a little extra scratch never hurts, right? What do you say?” Naomi presented the proposal delicately.She knew he’d just about used up his windfall already, but she spoke with tact nevertheless as she was also aware that Gerald had become an image-conscious person. He’d even developed a taste for fine clothes!But for all that, he was still a bro and nothing had changed that between them.Honestly, when Felicity’s name came up, Gerald had wanted to decline—not least because he knew Yvonne and Cassandra would probably also be involved. It would be a madhouse, being caught between those chattering hens.Yet, he couldn’t bring himself to

“What’s the big news?”Gerald froze. However, hearing that his sister would be coming, he thought back to one year ago, when she and both his parents had gone abroad to work off some debts, and how he’d never seen them since. This was a truly exciting prospect.Of course, that was just a story they’d made up to tell him.“Ahahaha…you’ll find out when I tell you! Alright, eat your dinner!”Doot… doot…With that, Jessica had hung up.Zack Lyle and Michael Zeke were turning pale. “Mr Crawford? Will Director Jessica be coming here?”“Yup, that’s right!” Gerald replied. “Three days from now! No idea why!”The two men looked as though they were going to be ill. They must be terrified of his sister.Next, Gerald had dinner with them and talked about simpler things.Three or four hours crawled slowly by.“I say, where are you, Gerald?” Felicity just called him directly. She sounded most displeased.Gerald checked the time. Whoops, it was already well past eight!There was a rule at

“A new branch? When was it established? I’ve heard nothing about it…” The gears in Cassandra’s head began to grind. Something about all of this seemed suspicious. Earlier when they were still in Flynn’s territory, the bodyguard had told them that Flynn wanted to treat them to a meal at Homeland Kitchen as an apology. Cassandra didn’t think much of it. After all, she saw the familiar Rolls-Royce before her eyes. Because of that, they just went along with the bodyguard. However, seeing that they were now going west of the city, more and more alarms in Cassandra’s head were going off. The west of the city was a factory zone. Very few entertainment centers would be there. Why would anyone consider establishing a Homeland Kitchen branch there? “It opened just a few days ago. The chef there’s quite the prodigy at cooking. Mr. Lexington’s told me that he’s hosting this feast with you in mind since he wasn’t able to serve you well at the Emperor,” said the driver. “That’s nice

Inside the Emperor Karaoke Bar’s office, the mood was heavy. “We’ve pinpointed the exact location, Mr. Crawford. After tracing Miss Milton’s last call, we found that it was made outside an incomplete factory, west of the city,” explained Michael. “Mr. Crawford!” shouted Zack as he burst through the office’s door. “We’ve run some investigations on the gangsters in Mayberry City and the Rye group. According to our spies, Jack had been acting strangely tonight. Earlier at eight, he had held a dinner party with a few others, including a few business-focused bosses from Mayberry City. In between meals, he would leave the table a lot to make calls. It was also found that his subordinates had drugged the wine beforehand. About ten minutes ago, his driver picked him up and his final destination was the same factory Miss Milton last called from!” Zack reported. Gerald had a confused look on his face. “Mr. Lyle… How do you know so much about them?” Zack smiled. “The truth is, Mr. Crawf