The Secretly Rich Man
Chapter 429

Gerald Crawford: The Secretly Rich Man Novel (Invisible or Poorest) Chapter 429

"F*ck! A Mercedes-Benz G-Class is worth more than three hundred thousand dollars!" shouted a classmate in a worried voice.

Though the two cars had collided, the Mercedes-Benz G-Class had suffered much less compared to Cameron's own car.

However, if compensation was required, Cameron knew he had to fork out at least a hundred thousand dollars. He quivered slightly in fear.

"I'm so sorry Cameron! If it wasn't for me you wouldn't have hit that car!" wailed Xella as another burden was added to her heart.

She sighed internally while holding back her tears. 'If it wasn't for me, none of these incidents would have happened today...'

'Waylon's been beaten up, and now Cameron's just crashed into another car when he was just trying to send me to the hospital to visit Waylon! What can we even do now?'

Xella's mind was filled with negativity and it only made her feel more flustered and agitated than she already was.

The others were starting to feel afraid as well. They began discussing how to resolve the issue regarding the expensive car. "Just go ahead, it's no big deal. Go to the hospital, all of you!" said Gerald with a sigh while he slid his hands into his pockets.

It was quite unfortunate but of course, the car Cameron had crashed into was Gerald's.

His Lamborghini was hit by someone and now his Mercedes-Benz G-Class faced the same fate. Was he really that unlucky?

Though it was his car that had been hit, he found it difficult to ask them for a maintenance fee, given how terrified they all already looked thinking about how much money they would have to fork out.

"For f*cks sake! Do you even understand the value of this car, Gerald? This is a Mercedes-Benz G-Class! Who would dare to just leave like that! If the owner of this car ever found out who we were, we would definitely have to pay an even heavier price! Do you even understand half of what I'm saying?!" shouted Rae, her anxiety now in high gear.

"Let's calm down and think about this. How about we all wait here for the driver. When they arrive, we'll apologize sincerely to them and with any luck, they might let us leave if they're satisfied with just that," suggested one of the girls.

"That's the best idea we have at the moment. It definitely beats leaving the car like this!"

This seemed to be what the majority agreed with.

Some of the girls even had other things on their minds. They wanted to see whether the driver was a handsome young man.

"Say, Cameron, why don't you leave with the others first? I'll stay behind and wait for the driver. I'll settle the issue of the maintenance fee!" said Xella out of the blue.

Although she didn't have much money, she couldn't just allow Cameron to pay for the maintenance fee all on his own.

"No way, we can't just leave you here! How about this, everyone, please try to use your connections to see if you can find out who owns the car. Maybe someone you know may know who the owner is!" suggested Rae.

The idea was approved by almost everyone there and they began taking action.

"One of my cousins works in the construction zone. I'll ask him!"

"My uncle is responsible for the housing and building projects. He knows quite a lot of people too. Let me ask him!"

"My uncle's a teacher. He'll know a lot of people as well!"

Several of them started calling up whatever relevant connections they knew of.

Xella herself joined in on the effort.

"You guys. You really don't have to do this, just listen to me! Get going now!" Gerald was getting more and more perplexed at how complicated this simple thing was turning into. "And what? Let you handle it? What could a loser like you even do!"

"You barely have any common sense in you!"

Before they could continue mocking him, the Mercedes-Benz G-Class made a sound.

Gerald had given up trying to explain. He had retrieved his car key and pressed a button on it. The lights of the car flashed for a moment following the sound of the car unlocking.

At that moment, everyone present was stupefied.

"...What?"

"What the hell?"

Some of the girls couldn't hold back their shock and accidentally shouted out whatever was on their minds.

Even Xella put down her phone as she looked toward Gerald in immense shock.

All of them were in utter disbelief.

'How could that Mercedes-Benz G-Class belong to Gerald?'

'Didn't he hail a taxi to get here?'

'Isn't he a pauper?'

Everyone had the same questions in their heads. It was nothing short of astounding.

By the time everyone had gotten back to their senses, Gerald had already driven his car out of the parking space. The car had not been severely damaged and he made a mental note that he would find an automobile sales service shop later to get any dents repaired.

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