A few rich young men waved at Dickson when they arrived. They all seemed to know each other.
“Wow, so many friends are here. Come, Elena. Let me introduce them to you!” Dickson said.
The youths in question were playing around while eating and drinking, all having a blast.
Gerald was exhausted, not in the mood to meet new people anymore. He really needed a place to rest, then find out where Aiden and the others went.
“You guys have fun. I’ll be heading to the washroom. You guys don’t have to look for me!” Gerald told them and left by himself.
“Is he really just heading to the washroom, or he is embarrassed to let anyone know that he’s from a poor family?”
“I know, right! Doesn’t he know what social setting this is? And he’s probably regretting now!”
Everyone was talking about him.
Elena wanted to follow Gerald, but she knew she had troubled him way too much today. She didn’t want to bother him anymore.
“Who was that person? He just went off without saying anything?”
One of the young men was unhappy.
“Don’t bother. Just a stupid peasant!” Amber replied.
Meanwhile, Gerald was already on the other side of the beach. He loved the feeling of walking by himself.
After grabbing a glass of wine from a waiter holding a tray, he lay on a chair and slowly sipped the drink.
Finally, his ears were free!
His phone rang. It was Zack.
“Mr. Crawford, how did the party go?”
Gerald had mentioned the party previously, and he knew all about it.
“You’re welcome, Mr. Crawford. It is my pleasure!”
Gerald hung up the phone after that conversation.
Through the call, he had gained some information that made him feel differently about some things.
Zack was not very fond of the Holdens, and he implied that their family was using dirty tricks too. What were they up to?
It was Gerald’s first time being in a situation like this, and he did not want to ignore what Zack said either because that would make him feel guilty.
Gerald drank as all these thoughts flooded his mind.
“Hey, look! That guy has been watching us for quite some time now. He must be having dirty thoughts because we are in bikinis!”
“Huh? No way?! Why on earth would there be people like that?”
Suddenly, Gerald noticed a bunch of pretty girls wearing bikinis staring at him coldly while murmuring to themselves.
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