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Gerald Crawford:The Secretly Rich Man (Invisible or Poorest) Chapter 391

Especially Montana, who had just been reprimanding Gerald all this while.

Her eyeballs were about to drop out of her eye sockets.

F*ck!

She was extremely aware about Gerald’s background. He was just a mere poor pauper with no money.

And who was Mr. Crawford?

He was the most reputable man from Mayberry, and even more so the man who was going to change the history of

Serene County.

Montana would not believe that the two of them are the same person, even if she was beaten to death.

However, Zack Lyle and Michael Zeke knew who Mr. Crawford was.

So that meant Gerald’s identity was not a mistake.

F*ck, Montana’s was completely mind blown.

“Mr. Lyle, you guys must be mistaken right? You’re calling this poor b*stard Mr. Crawford?”

Montana could not help but blurted out in a straightforward manner.

Zack frowned slightly at the question. Looking at the wine stains on Montana’s dress, he turned to the organizers of

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the event with displeasure and said, “What’s going on here? How can a woman this unkempt dare to go on stage

and be so rude towards Mr. Crawford?”

“I’m sorry Mr. Lyle and Mr. Crawford, we overlooked our part!”

The organizer’s staff immediately nodded as sweat trickled down his forehead.

He pointed at Montana and Jonathan, “You, and you! Get out of here!”

“Huh? Why? This guy is a fake, he’s just a poor student! You guys are mistaken, I’m her teacher! Fck you Gerald!

Say something, tell them you’re just a poor bstard and they’ve got the wrong person!”

Several people dashed onto the stage to apprehend Montana and Jonathan.

Montana struggled to hold back a screech.

First, it would be too humiliating to be thrown out of the hall in front of others.

Second, how could Gerald be Mr. Crawford?! If it was true, Montana vowed she would jump off a building.

At that very moment, she just wanted Gerald to say something to clear the air.

Gerald was too much of a d*ck after all. Earlier when they were downstairs, why did he even dare to step forward

when that person called out for Mr. Crawford?

Zack glanced at Gerald this time.

He wanted confirmation from Gerald.

If this woman was acquainted with Gerald, Zack would not dare to go overboard with things.

Gerald unexpectedly then spoke out.

“Well, she used to teach me, but I don’t know her that well!”

Gerald laughed, “But if you want me to admit it, fine. I’ll admit it, I’m a poor pimp, a poor student, and they’ve got

the wrong person!”

“Hah! Did you hear that Mr. Lyle? Hahaha, he admitted it, he just admitted it himself!”

Montana yelled in exasperation.

She thought to herself that she might even be able to get appreciation from Mr. Lyle this way.

But Zack looked at Montana and sneered, “Someone, get these two out of here!”

There were already people waiting, and in a flash, they apprehended Montana and Jonathan and forced them out

of the hall.

The atmosphere in the hall grew ever more sombre.

Gerald was annoyed with Montana. Ever since they had arrived at the bus station, Montana had treated him this

way, and the feud between the two had begun.

In the past, Gerald could tolerate these kinds of treatments, such as Alice Bradford’s mocks and taunts. He saved

her face because she was a friend of Naomi Milton.

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Hence, Gerald endured as much as he could.

But as for Montana, whose face was he going to save for? And why should he respect her?

With that, Gerald was a little more decisive this time.

This time, Gerald had won himself a Mercedes-Benz G500. The organizers thought that Mr. Crawford would think

the prize would be a little too cheap since Gerald was asked to support this event after all.

But Gerald did not say anything.

To Gerald, the Mercedes was pretty good.

And now that he was back, he could not drive around with his own Lamborghini.

At first, he was thinking of borrowing a car from Zack to drive around the county, but it just so happened that he

got himself a new car.

The event then continued as they made a toast and chatted about other topics.

In the blink of an eye, a week passed.

Mr. Winters was also discharged from the hospital.

Lately, Gerald had nothing much to do, so he was ready to go over to Zack’s side to help oversee projects and

others.

Plus, his sister had called him a few times too.