Gerald was able to let off a lot of steam there. He’d never felt so good before.However, he realized that things could get very complicated from here on out. Although he’d lived a modest life thus far, he at least understood this much.Therefore, he decided he’d take this matter a little further. At the next opportunity, he’d have to sit down with Zack Lyle and Michael Zeke to discuss what had happened here.He thanked Aiden and Elena for rushing over to his side before dismissing them.The events of the day had left Queta frightened and humiliated. She was down in the dumps. Even her clothes had been ripped and torn by Liara’s gang. It broke Gerald’s heart to see her like this.Ultimately, it was his fault that this tragedy had to occur and that Queta had been dragged into it.“Come on, I’m buying you new clothes!” Gerald declared cheerfully.“No…I’m fine like this, Gerald!” Queta bowed her head.“I insist. No matter what, I had gotten you into this mess. Anyway, it’s your bi
It had barely been an hour since that catastrophe.Gerald didn’t want to talk about it in front of Felicity and the rest, so after greeting Naomi, he hurried Queta away.“Hot d*mn, holy cow!” Yvonne exclaimed in frustration. “That Gerald has some guts, huh? Felicity and the counselor are both here, but he didn’t even say a quick hello to them? You ladies saw it, too! He completely ignored us!”To herself, Yvonne thought about how someone like Gerald ought to show someone like her only the utmost courtesy and always mind his manners.Instead, he’d snubbed them! Yvonne wouldn’t stand for it.Neither Felicity nor Cassandra could believe how Gerald had treated them, either.They hadn’t greeted him, but he hadn’t greeted them, either. He’d grown some balls.“Hmph! Loser! I couldn’t care less!” Felicity huffed.“Alright, alright…leave Gerald alone, now.” Naomi tried to salvage the situation. “I noticed he was in a bad mood just now. Something’s probably happened and he was too preocc
“Gerald, are you busy later?” Naomi asked, when Gerald took her call.“Who, me? No, I’m not busy!” He was sending Queta back to campus. Once she was in class, he’d obviously be free.“Oh. I’ve found you some side income. A thousand bucks for a day’s work. It’s a simple job: Felicity needs a driver. I know you’re not hurting for money these days, but a little extra scratch never hurts, right? What do you say?” Naomi presented the proposal delicately.She knew he’d just about used up his windfall already, but she spoke with tact nevertheless as she was also aware that Gerald had become an image-conscious person. He’d even developed a taste for fine clothes!But for all that, he was still a bro and nothing had changed that between them.Honestly, when Felicity’s name came up, Gerald had wanted to decline—not least because he knew Yvonne and Cassandra would probably also be involved. It would be a madhouse, being caught between those chattering hens.Yet, he couldn’t bring himself to
“Yes. You’re right. Of course.” Gerald just nodded away compliantly.There was no point in arguing. He’d let them talk.Next, they brought him to the car rental company, where they collected the Mercedes-Benz, and set out for Wayfair Mountain Entertainment.Now they were back on track.Gerald had to open the door politely for Felicity to step out from the car. The other girls followed after and they were all greeted warmly by the staff at the villa.Why was the villa showing such consideration for Exceptional Live?It was simple: though neither Exceptional Live nor that upcoming Yorknorth Mountain event was that big a deal, the sponsors behind them were. Ultimately, Michael Zeke was trying to put on a show to impress Gerald Crawford.As she posed for the photographers, Felicity turned and muttered under her breath to Gerald, who had been about to follow them inside, “Very good, Gerald. Now take the car to the parking lot and wait for us there. You’d best stay clear of the event
“What’s the big news?”Gerald froze. However, hearing that his sister would be coming, he thought back to one year ago, when she and both his parents had gone abroad to work off some debts, and how he’d never seen them since. This was a truly exciting prospect.Of course, that was just a story they’d made up to tell him.“Ahahaha…you’ll find out when I tell you! Alright, eat your dinner!”Doot… doot…With that, Jessica had hung up.Zack Lyle and Michael Zeke were turning pale. “Mr Crawford? Will Director Jessica be coming here?”“Yup, that’s right!” Gerald replied. “Three days from now! No idea why!”The two men looked as though they were going to be ill. They must be terrified of his sister.Next, Gerald had dinner with them and talked about simpler things.Three or four hours crawled slowly by.“I say, where are you, Gerald?” Felicity just called him directly. She sounded most displeased.Gerald checked the time. Whoops, it was already well past eight!There was a rule at
Yvonne burst into laughter. Cassandra, who had been standing beside Yvonne, started acting slightly awkwardly. The truth was, that inside, she was filled with jealousy. “And you counselor, what kind of future husband are you looking for?” Yvonne repeated her question. “I’m just looking for someone humble. A solemn and mature man who is sensible as well as knowledgeable. Not to sound overly materialistic, but he should also be a well-to-do man since we, as women, will be relying on them for support for the rest of our lives.” Cassandra ended her explanation with a faint smile. Another burst of laughter escaped Yvonne’s mouth. “So what you’re saying is that you’re looking for someone like Ordinary Man. After all, he’s just a regular person who’s a bit more sensible and solemn. Speaking of which, what do you think he looks like? Handsome? Or could he just be some ugly person?” “Definitely not ugly!” “Far from ugly!” Both Cassandra and Felicity yelled in unison after Cass
“A new branch? When was it established? I’ve heard nothing about it…” The gears in Cassandra’s head began to grind. Something about all of this seemed suspicious. Earlier when they were still in Flynn’s territory, the bodyguard had told them that Flynn wanted to treat them to a meal at Homeland Kitchen as an apology. Cassandra didn’t think much of it. After all, she saw the familiar Rolls-Royce before her eyes. Because of that, they just went along with the bodyguard. However, seeing that they were now going west of the city, more and more alarms in Cassandra’s head were going off. The west of the city was a factory zone. Very few entertainment centers would be there. Why would anyone consider establishing a Homeland Kitchen branch there? “It opened just a few days ago. The chef there’s quite the prodigy at cooking. Mr. Lexington’s told me that he’s hosting this feast with you in mind since he wasn’t able to serve you well at the Emperor,” said the driver. “That’s nice
“Humph! Tie them all up while we wait for the boss’s next order!” shouted one of the men. Cassandra and the others were then dragged into the building before being tied to some chairs. “They’re all so beautiful! If the boss enjoys himself today, maybe we’ll get to have some fun with them too!” A guard laughed with a cruel smirk on his face. “That can wait. Let’s make sure the boss receives a warm welcome first! You three remain upstairs to stand guard over them. Until the boss arrives, suppress your sexual urges. If he finds out about it, you’ll definitely be castrated!” The three chosen subordinates nodded respectfully as the rest of the men descended the stairs. The women were extremely beautiful and, fearing that they might kiss them if they looked at them for too long, the three men decided it was best not to look at them at all. They squatted down by the door and began playing games on their phones. “Psst… Hey, Naomi. Did you manage to get the call across earlier? How