The Secretly Rich Man
Chapter 474

Gerald Crawford: The Secretly Rich Man Novel (Invisible or Poorest) Chapter 474

The reply had come from one of Leila's friends.

"Alright, alright, girls. Tell you what, I'll pay for whatever we're eating tonight! We can spend up to a thousand and five hundred dollars tonight!" said Douglas with a smile.

"But Douglas, why are you the one paying? Gerald's clearly the one who should be treating us!"

"Well, you may not know this, but I owe Gerald that exact sum of money! If I pay that amount for supper, the IOU will be fully paid off!"

Douglas was thinking to himself then, that Gerald shouldn't even consider reclaiming his one thousand and five hundred dollars from him!

He would rather use the money to entertain everyone rather than return the money to him.

"Alright! Let's go! It's time I got off work today anyway!" said the salesgirl happily.

At that moment, Leila's cell phone began to ring.

It was Willie.

"What's this? Hadn't we agreed that he would donate at least a hundred and twenty thousand dollars so that I could find him a job? Why is there only seventy thousand dollars?" "Dad, he sold the car for only a hundred thousand dollars since the buyer was his friend!"

"That idiot. I'll just give him an award for the seventy thousand dollars then. As for the job opportunity, I'll simply arrange it for him in the future! Pfft!" replied Willie coldly before hanging up. "Gerald, my dad said..."

Leila felt a little embarrassed as she looked at Gerald. She didn't know how to tell him that he wouldn't be granted a job immediately.

Gerald simply smiled faintly. He had anticipated this to happen.

"It's fine, you don't need to worry about getting a job for me. As for supper, all of you go on ahead. I'm not coming along. Goodbye!"

As he spoke, he took Douglas's IOU out of his pocket before ripping it in half in front of them and tossing it into a trash can.

As he walked away, he didn't feel any rage for some reason, even though they had constantly been ridiculing him.

It took him a while, but Gerald soon realized then that it was because they weren't from the same world as he was. He didn't need to hold any grudges against ants like them.

As for the Jung family, he had already contributed enough funds to help them make a comeback. What more, he had even donated to Willie to help him raise funds. Regardless of how much his father owed Uncle Jung, this amount of money would definitely settle whatever favors Gerald's father still owed the Jung family.

There was no longer going to be any debts on his father's side. This was something Gerald was sure of.

Because of that, he wouldn't need to worry or even care about them anymore. A supper with them would be meaningless.

That night, Gerald went back to the hotel to sleep.

At seven the next day, his phone started ringing.

It was Xeno.

"Good morning, Gerald! You awake? If you're free, why not come over to my shop? I have a mighty delicious breakfast waiting for you here! Oh, and by the way, I've already sold your car! Come on over and let's celebrate that!" said Xeno over the phone.

After finding out that Gerald could be in urgent need of money, Xeno had spent most of the night contacting several of his friends and peers to find a buyer for Gerald's car.

Gerald himself missed Xeno too. Even if he hadn't called Gerald, Gerald would have gone over to pay him a visit either way.

After all, he had already thought of visiting Xeno long before returning to Serene County.

Once he was done washing up and putting on a fresh set of clothes, Gerald headed straight for Xeno's second-hand car shop.

Upon arriving at the familiar shop, Xeno immediately dragged Gerald into a room and locked the door behind him.

"Morning Gerald! You're one lucky b*stard! A buddy of mine helped us contact a buyer last night! Haha! I managed to sell your car for exactly two hundred and eighty thousand dollars! And before you say anything else, you're taking a hundred and seven thousand dollars back with you, whether you like it or not. I'll still have made ten thousand dollars' worth of profit, all thanks to you!"

After finishing his sentence, he handed a cheque over to Gerald.

Naturally, Gerald was unwilling to accept it. After all, Gerald wasn't even sure if Xeno had really earned any money from the transaction.

As the two of them continued pushing the cheque back and forth, frantic knocks suddenly began banging against the locked door.

"Xeno? Xeno! Open the door now! Have you seen my fifteen thousand dollar bank savings book?!"

The voice belonged to Sienna who had just run out from the kitchen.

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