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Gerald Crawford:The Secretly Rich Man (Invisible or Poorest) Chapter 132

Two million six hundred thousand dollars!

What kind of status was this?

Impossible!

Irene rushed over to the car before she unceremoniously flipped out the car driving permit.

“Snap!”

Upon looking at the permit, Irene froze as she dropped the car driving permit to the ground.

She was dumbfounded.

“If you don’t want to look at it, just don’t look at it. Why do you have to throw it on the ground?”

Gerald could not help but smiled wryly.

“Some people do not have any knowledge or experience. Likewise, her father and mother too. They do

not have any knowledge or experience in this at all. Gerald, why don’t you tell auntie how you met our

Mila?”

Helen quickly ran over to pick up the car driving permit before glancing at it. She then grabbed Gerald’s

wrist the next immediately second..

She started acting very cordially as though she was holding her own son’s hand.

“Oh, auntie. We met when we were learning how to drive!”

Gerald replied.

“Hahaha. I knew all along that our Mila has such good taste. In fact, I already knew that you were not

just a simple man when I first saw you, Gerald. How can those people such as Quinton or Victor

possibly be compared to you?”

“Umm…”

These words put Gerald in an awkward spot.

After all, who was that person who drove him out of their house in the past?

“Yes, Gerald. Cough. Cough. I am so sorry about this matter. Our Mason crashed into your car and

damaged it!”

The old lady’s tone drastically changed, it was more pleasant and caring.

She walked towards Gerald with a smile on her face.

She was really shook to the core because of this incident.

But, it then turned out that the owner of this luxurious car was actually her grandson-in-law.

Aside from a handful who still couldn’t comprehend the fact that Gerald was indeed a local tycoon,

everyone else started to open up and speak to Gerald.

Since he was in a hurry to go and repair his own car, Gerald didn’t bother waiting but was getting ready

to leave even before the birthday banquet was over.

“Gerald, I’ll be heading to school later in the afternoon. Why don’t I accompany you to repair your car

then?”

Mila asked playfully.

What a day. Both experiencing shocks and also a pleasant surprise.

To sum it up, she was filled with inexplicable excitement.

“Of course! After all, I told you that I’d bring you out for a ride. Get in!”

Although it was an important birthday banquet, the fact that Mila was able to go out with Gerald felt like

the best gift to the old lady.

They then took off together.

“Gerald, are you really a rich second generation? So you’ve been lying to me all this while? Wait a

minute, don’t tell me that you’re really the top young master, Mr. Crawford from Mayberry Commercial

Street?”

Mila shot off curiously as she perched in the passenger seat.

Gerald did not know how he should answer her questions.

He was indeed the Mr. Crawford that they had been talking about.

Was he really going to fully disclose his own identity? This could only end up with one result. He would

not be able to stay in this school any longer.

Because of that, Gerald decided to hide it.

He shook his head and asked, “So are you hoping that I’m Mr. Crawford, or are you hoping for me not

to be him?”

“Not! Because if you really are Mr. Crawford, then you’ll not belong in the same world as us anymore. I

will lose a good friend like you then!”

“Hehehe. I am not. Besides that, how can someone like Mr. Crawford possibly be driving a car that is

only worth one million five hundred thousand to three million dollars? And also, just take a look at me! If

it weren’t for you who picked out my clothes and matched it for me, I wouldn’t be wearing such nice

clothes!”

“I simply won the lottery. I won a lot of money!”

Gerald replied as derailed.

“Hmph. That is also true. So, you are still my good friend, Gerald!”

Mila replied with a bright smile.

Gerald then realised that although Mila was someone highly intellectual, she would never think about

the complexity of a question.

If it was any other girl, she would definitely be pestering him to get to the bottom of the matter.

However, Mila did not question him any further after finding out that Gerald was not Mr. Crawford.

To her, it was the same, regardless of whether Gerald was rich or not.

Gerald had sent his car to the Lamborghini shop and Wilson helped arrange for the most professional

technician 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 flashed a tiny smile. The both of them spotted a milk tea

shop by the roadside as they were walking.

“Haha, you don’t have to! Remember that I still owe you a cup of milk tea? Plus, it’s me who asked you

to pretend to be my boyfriend today. So, I owe you!”

At the mention of milk tea, Mila couldn’t help but think of the first time they met.

She was already walking towards the milk tea shop as they were conversing.

Gerald remained silent and he simply waited for Mila. A cup of milk tea was probably not enough to

repay the debt that she owed him!

Gerald was waiting by the side of the road when he suddenly heard a cry for help.

“Help! Help!”

Gerald turned around and he saw that the Mayberry City’s moat was not too far away. A woman was

yelling frantically.