The Invisible Rich Man's

The Invisible Rich Man's
Chapter 183


Soon, Gerald reaches college.


He went straight to his own department class.


When he reached the west entrance, he saw that it was crowded.


There were many students from different departments, and they almost blocked the road.


Gerald looked at Harper and the others standing among the crowd. So he got into the crowd.


Only he saw what happened.


A girl stood at the west entrance, raising the sign pitifully.


He lowered his head very much.


But Gerald recognized him at first sight. It was none other than Layla.


Beside her, there was Cassandra, Victor, and the president of the student union—Whitney.


At that moment, Layla acted like a background image, giving the others the opportunity to take photos with her.


“Gerald, it's you. This is very frustrating!”


Harper patted Gerald on the shoulder a little.


He then said angrily, “Layla is indeed in some crisis right now. But the class representative had already crossed the line. It's okay if they want to hold a fundraising campaign. But why should they force Layla to lift a sign like this and stand here in front of everyone?”


Benjamin said, “If they don't make such a fuss, how will our department gain our popularity? Just look at it now. Class representatives, Victor and Whitney, have been working busily all afternoon for Layla's fundraising event. They then asked Layla to stand there like that so they could show it off.”


“In addition, this event also attracted the attention of the campus. They claim that they must put importance in it, and they must help a certain student to solve his crisis!”


Actually quite a lot of students who know the inside story of the event. They were pretty angry about it.


Other people who do not know what is happening will have another mindset. “Look at him! How pathetic he is! His family ran out of money. So she was more than willing to stand in front of everyone, trying her best to raise funds for her little sister so that her illness could be cured.”


"He's so pathetic!"


So many of them are willing to donate some money for him.


But for those who know the story inside are well aware of the fact that it was all planned and arranged by Cassandra. Something happened in the morning. Layla returns to campus and asks Cassandra for help.


In the end, Cassandra thought of such a plan for him. If Layla refused to do so, she would not help him with that other request.


"Trs. Zach, here we go!"


Cassandra shook hands with the bald middle-aged director. After that, the middle-aged director took out his donation— two hundred dollars and put it in the donation box.


"Trs. Zach, let's take a photo together!”


"Sure!"


They took pictures together.


"Hi! Tyler! Max! It's you!”


At that moment, Victor's friends also came. He greeted them arrogantly. Those friends were from other departments, and they were friends in the student union.


"Yes!"


Then, they donated several hundred dollars as well.


Soon after, they took some group photos there.


Gerald watched the whole scene there. He realized that the entire donation process had almost the same procedure.


'How can it be called a donation? It was just a kind of show, showing off one's honor!'


Gerald was so angry that his face turned pale.


He pityes Layla who now seems desperate and desperate. At the same time, he also felt a little guilty.


He is the first to discover that something is wrong with Layla's family. He trusted her and told her about it.


In addition, he advised her and gave her hope.


But over the next few days, he had not managed to help her resolve the crisis in time.


That's why he's put in a difficult position.


Gerald was not a kind and generous person. But every time he saw such a scene, he could not help but think of himself. It was because he had experienced the same thing before.


'No! I can't let this continue! Layla might even lose the will to live then!'


Thinking about it, Gerald rushed into the crowd and pushed Victor away, who was still taking photos together. He picked up Layla's nameplate and threw it down.


"Gerald, you-!"


Layla sounds hoarse. Obviously, he had cried a few times now.


“Layla, you don't have to be their background. If they really want to help you sincerely, they will never do anything like that to you. I'll help you with the money. Back to class first!”


Gerald said angrily.


“There are many good people in this world. If someone is in big trouble, others will definitely help if they realize it. But how could Cassandra and Victor do such a thing? You manipulate this incident and make yourself look pretty good about it. You really can't do something like this!”


“Gerald! Are you crazy?”


Whitney looked at Gerald furiously. 'When did he become so brave?'