The Invisible Rich Man's
Chapter 132
Two million six hundred thousand dollars! What kind of status is this? Impossible!
Irene rushed to the car before she unceremoniously flipped the car's driving license.
"Snap!"
Upon seeing the permit, Irene froze as she dropped the car's driving license to the ground.
He's dumbfounded.
“If you don't want to see it, don't see it. Why should you throw it to the ground?”
Gerald could not help but smile wryly.
“Some people have no knowledge or experience. So did his father and mother. They have absolutely no knowledge or experience in this matter. Gerald, why don't you tell auntie how you met our Mila?
Helen quickly ran over to take the car's driving license before glancing at him. He then grabbed Gerald's wrist in the next second..
He began to act very friendly as if he was holding his own son's hand.
“Oh, aunty. We met while we were learning to drive!”
answer Gerald.
“I knew all along that our Mila has good taste. Actually, I've known that you weren't just a simple guy when I first saw you, Gerald. How can people like Quinton or Victor compare to you?”
“Um..”
These words put Gerald in an awkward place.
After all, who was the one who kicked him out of their home in the past?
“Yes, Gerald. Coughing. Coughing. I am very sorry about this matter. Our Mason hit your car and broke it!”
The old woman's tone changed drastically, more pleasant and attentive.
He walked towards Gerald with a smile on his face.
He was really shaken because of this incident.
But, it turns out the owner of this luxury car turned out to be his grandson's girlfriend.
In addition to the handful who still could not understand the fact that Gerald was indeed a local tycoon, everyone started to open up and talk to Gerald.
Since he was in a hurry to go and fix his own car, Gerald did not bother waiting but was getting ready to leave even before the birthday banquet was over.
“Gerald, I'm leaving for school later in the afternoon. Why don't I accompany you to fix your car?”
Mila asked playfully.
What day. Both of them experienced pleasant shocks and also pleasant surprises.
In short, he was filled with inexplicable excitement.
"of course! Anyway, I told you that I'd take you for a walk. Coming in!"
They then left together.
“Gerald, are you really a rich second generation? So you've been lying to me all this time? Wait a minute, don't tell me that you really are the top young master, Mr Crawford of Mayberry Commercial Street?”
Mila darted curiously as she perched on the passenger seat.
Gerald didn't know how he should answer his question.
He is Mr. Crawford they're talking about.
Is he really going to reveal his own identity? It could only end with one result. He won't be able to stay at this school much longer.
Therefore, Gerald decided to hide it.
He shook his head and asked, "So, do you wish I was Mr. Crawford, or do you wish I wasn't him?"
"No! Because if you really are Mr. Crawford, then you won't be in the same world as us anymore. I'll lose a good friend like you then!”
"I don't. Besides, how could a person like Mr. Crawford can drive a car that only costs three million dollars? And also, just look at me! If it wasn't for you choosing my clothes and matching them for me, I wouldn't be wearing such a nice outfit!”
“I just won the lottery. I won a lot of money!” Gerald replied as a slip.
“Hmph-deep. That's also true. So, you're still my best friend, Gerald!” Mila replied with a bright smile.
Gerald later realized that even though Mila was someone who was very intellectual, he would never think of the complexity of a question.
If it was another girl, she would definitely bother him to resolve this matter.
However, Mila does not question him further after learning that Gerald is not Mr. Crawford's.
To him, it was the same, regardless of whether Gerald was rich or not.
Gerald had sent his car to the Lamborghini store and Wilson helped arrange the most professional technicians to repair his car.
Once that was settled, Gerald went for a walk with Mila.
"Let me buy you a cup of milk tea" Gerald smiled. The two saw a milk tea shop on the side of the road as they walked.
“No need! Remember that I still owe you a cup of milk tea? Plus, I'm the one who asked you to pretend to be my boyfriend today. So, I owe you!”
When mentioning milk tea, Mila could not help but think of the first time they met.
He had already walked towards the milk tea shop as they spoke.
Gerald remained silent and he was just waiting for Mila. A cup of milk tea might not be enough to repay the debt he owed her!
Gerald was waiting by the roadside when he suddenly heard a cry for help.
"Help! Help!"
Gerald turned around and he saw that the trench of Mayberry City was not too far away. A woman screamed in panic.