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Gerald Crawford:The Secretly Rich Man (Invisible or Poorest) Chapter 799
“Hey, you!” called out Bethany in a commanding voice.
Breaking from his daze, Gerald then looked at the girl who had shouted at him before asking, “What do you want?”
The girl who was pointing at him looked to be in her late teens, and while she looked rather bizarre, she was also
somewhat beautiful.
“Are you all alone?” asked another girl as she placed a hand on her waist. It was the girl who had told Bethany
about Gerald earlier.
“I suppose you could say that!” replied Gerald as he nodded.
“That’s rather pitiful to hear! How about this, Bethany wants to invite you over to pick tennis balls for us! At least
you won’t be alone if you do that for us!” added the girl.
Gerald remembered his sister telling him that since the Crawford family was so immensely huge with so many
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtcomplicated branches, it was normal for those within the family to not know who was who among the younger
generation.
“If something’s weighing your mind, it’ll only get worse if you continue dwelling on it alone! By picking our tennis
balls, you’ll be able to forget all your worries!” shouted another girl.
While Gerald’s first response was to smile bitterly, he couldn’t deny that what they had said made some sense.
After all, as long as he could distract himself enough, he wouldn’t need to dwell on the incident.
“Fine, I’ll do it!” replied Gerald.
“Haha! He’s actually going to do it! Here he comes!” said the girls smugly.
“Great to hear. Now let’s continue our game, sisters! We can go all out now that someone is willing to pick our
tennis balls for us!” said Bethany rather excitedly.
However, before they could even resume playing, a woman walked up to them. Seeing the woman, all the girls
immediately turned to look at her.
The beautiful and graceful woman looked to be around twenty-six years old, and she seemed to have a rather good
disposition.
While the girls playing tennis earlier were all beautiful, none of them were even close in terms of beauty when
compared with the new woman. In fact, the woman’s beauty rivaled even that of many celebrities.
Anyone who saw her felt somewhat obligated to lower their heads in respect.
“You’re here, Lyra!” greeted Bethany and a few others upon seeing her.
“I am indeed. Still, what time is it now I wonder… Why are all of you still playing here? The assembly is going to
commence soon! Why don’t you bring Niki and the others along with you?” said Lyra in a gentle tone.
“Alright!” replied Bethany. She then hit one final tennis ball to the side before leaving with the rest.
Almost by reflex, Gerald began walking over to pick the tennis ball up. In his daze, he failed to realize that the ball
had landed in an area surrounded by prickly grass. By the time he finally noticed, he was staggering so much to
leave the area then he ended up falling.
His clothes, arms, and even his face was filled with tiny scratch marks from the grass.
“Look there! That guy from earlier fell down!” said Nikki as she pointed at Gerald.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm“Just leave him be. After all, he was slow to react when we called him over to pick the tennis balls for us! He
deserves it! Now let’s go!” said Bethany as she smiled at Lyra before heading on.
Gerald himself sat on the grass, holding the tennis ball in his hand as he smiled bitterly. When he touched his face, it
stung slightly.
He simply couldn’t catch a break. Gerald truly was down on his luck ever since Mila’s disappearance.
As people walked by, many of them mocked Gerald for being in such a pathetic state. Gerald, however, didn’t mind
it. As long as he could feel slightly better after being mocked, so be it.
“Your cheeks are all scratched up… It’s best if you wipe the grass off quickly,” said a feminine voice as a tissue was
handed over to him.
Looking to his side, Gerald saw Lyra squatting right next to him as she prompted him to take the tissue.
“…Thank you!” replied Gerald as he immediately lowered his gaze in embarrassment after their eyes met. After all,
she looked truly beautiful.
“My word, even your arm is bleeding!” said Lyra as she took another tissue out and began gently wiping the blood
off his arm.
“Aren’t you the careless one… Which family do you belong to? You seem to be all alone here. Don’t you have any
siblings…?”
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