“With your blessings, I’ll make sure that that day comes! Thank you!” replied Gerald as he immediately turned to leave. Taking in a deep breath, Cundrie couldn’t help but feel slightly desolate as she watched him walk off into the distance. After Gerald was quite a distance away, Riley and her mother quickly returned to Cundrie’s side. “How did the conversation go, sister?” “Yes, why did Mr. Crawford leave just like that…? It wasn’t easy for both of you to even meet, you know? Aren’t there any feelings between both of you at all?” asked Cundrie’s mother, her voice filled with concern. “…Despite the fact that we’ve touched, it’s impossible for us to be together, mom. After all, I can tell that he truly loves his girlfriend… An extremely strong love…” While Gerald did have slight physical contact with her and Cundrie herself couldn’t deny that she had been touched by how gentle he was, in the end, she knew that she didn’t stand a chance against that Mila girl. With that in
It was akin to Gerald wearing a bulletproof vest. While having it on allowed Gerald to remain unharmed, other parties wouldn’t be able to get close to him, resulting in them feeling hurt. Though the other party’s problem could be solved should that vest be penetrated, once that happened, Gerald would surely be the one getting hurt next. It was the reason why he had always hidden his emotions deep inside his heart. He believed that time was the best medicine to cure rancor, and after a long period, everything would simply fade away. Shaking the thoughts off, Gerald then changed the topic by asking, “I see… What about my buddy, Xeno? How’s he doing?” “Back when I returned to have my revenge against Jett, I remember that the Moldells had snatched up most of Mayberry’s economic lifeline. While I do know that Yoel ended up getting tortured to the point where he became a beggar, I only heard news about Xeno’s automobile trade not doing too well back then. Sadly, I didn’t have the t
The ones serving Felicity continued following her as they began heading over to a private room within Wayfair Mountain Entertainment. “Felicity!” shouted Gerald, though only a few extras seemed to have heard his shout. Turning to look at him, one of the extras then shouted back, “Hey, now! Lots of people come to see Felicity every day you know! Who do you even think you are? Go line up properly like the rest of them!” Hearing that, Gerald couldn’t help but shake his head with a bitter smile. He had only tried to catch up to her since he was feeling slightly touched to be able to meet up again with such an old acquaintance of his. Meanwhile, Felicity’s manager was carrying a stack of what seemed to be scripts as she said, “This here is a script written by an internet writer who goes by the name of ‘Two Ears is Bodhi’, Miss Nelson! It’s about a loser who rises up to fame the moment he becomes a rich heir! I’ve already contacted him through Line, and I wonder if you’d be intereste
At the sight of the person who was currently standing at the door alongside two black-suited bodyguards behind him—who were both holding video cameras—Desmond Zabka immediately slid on his clothes again. From what Desmond could tell, the two bodyguards seemed even more professional than the d*mned photographers in his crew. After all, he hadn’t heard any footsteps. Hell, he didn’t even hear the door being opened! ‘I’m done for! They’ve definitely captured everything I’ve done earlier on tape! If that footage gets spread around then Felicity’s behind-the-scenes boss will definitely break all my limbs off!’ Zabka hadn’t been afraid of doing his own recording since he knew he could always manipulate it enough to make the assailant seem like it wasn’t him. If things had gone according to plan, he could’ve even used it to threaten Felicity! “How long do you plan on filming, you b*stard?! You got a death wish or something?! Who do you work for?!” scowled Desmond as he immediately tri
Even so, knowing about all this now was a little too late for Desmond. Grabbing him by the neck, Gerald then lifted Desmond—till his feet couldn’t touch the ground—before tossing him out the room! Naturally, the bodyguards from before quickly took care of him from that point onward. With that done, Gerald slid an incense stick out of his sleeve, lit it, and began letting Felicity breathe in its scent. As Gerald did so, he recalled how all this had begun in the first place. Just as he was about to knock on Felicity’s door earlier, he had heard odd noises coming from inside. It didn’t take long for him to realize what was happening inside, and though his murderous intent immediately fired up at that moment, Gerald quickly calmed himself down. After all, he was well aware that he couldn’t act too recklessly now that he had returned to Mayberry. It was the reason why he had quickly formulated the events that had just taken place. Regardless, Felicity soon found herself feeling
Mayberry First High School was the name of the school Naomi was currently teaching in. It was also where she was living close to. After getting the directions from Felicity, Gerald found himself arriving at the front gates of a small neighborhood that looked like it was still pretty new. By sheer coincidence, he also saw Naomi—who had a few groceries in her arms—there! However, a woman and a man seemed to be talking to her as the trio walked further into the neighborhood. The man himself had a notebook and pen in hand, seemingly recording details whenever Noami spoke. From that alone, Gerald could deduce that the two of them were police officers dressed in regular clothing. ‘What on earth could have happened…?’ Gerald thought to himself as he continued watching them inquire Naomi about something. As he kept a safe distance from the trio in his car, Gerald made sure to constantly be on the lookout for any women with particularly strong yin physiques. Before long, Gerald watc
Since Gerald had mentioned before that his fate was still largely undecided, she had often found herself thinking about the worst-case scenarios. It was the reason why she was so glad to see him in one piece now. By then, those living in the neighborhood were already crowding around the duo as they watched in jealousy. “It must be nice being so rich! I’m sure he can do whatever he pleases!” said one of the men in the crowd rather enviously. His voice was so loud that a woman—who was returning from a stroll in a nearby park—heard it. Finding his comment strange, she then realized that a huge crowd had formed right in front of her house! Feeling that something was amiss, she quickly made her way through the crowd and was shocked to see that her daughter—alongside some man whose back was facing her—was the center of all the attention! “Still, that rich heir truly is capable… All he did was say a few things to that beauty to gain her affection!” said another person from within th
Gerald knew Naomi’s personality well. As long as she thought that she was able to solve an issue, she simply wouldn’t rely on others to help her. In fact, she would still refuse to beg others for help, even if she couldn’t solve the issue in the end! He also knew that she was probably feeling guilty about asking for his—and in turn, Zack’s—help after receiving so much of his money during their last meeting. ‘For a teacher, she still behaves like a silly girl…’ Gerald thought to himself as he drove Naomi to Mayberry First High School. Upon parking his car at the entrance, both of them had just taken a few steps into the school when a female student—carrying a backpack—saw Naomi and called out, “Miss Milton! Hello!” From her greeting, it was evident that she was one of Naomi’s students. Though her clothes were well kept and her face was considerably beautiful, Gerald could tell that the girl barely had any confidence in her. After all, she hardly even dared to raise her head whil