The Secretly Rich Man novel Chapter 198

Gerald Crawford:The Secretly Rich Man Novel (Invisible or Poorest) Chapter 198
Who would have thought that Mr. Crawford would be here, hanging with this sort of crowd?

“Oh? Mr. Ziegler, you know this hobo, Gerard?” Murphy asked in surprise.

For some reason, when Yancy Ziegler greeted Gerard Crawford by name, Murphy and many of the other guys present at the scene were overcome with jealousy. How was it that Yancy knew that guy but not them?

What was this?

“How the hell is it any of your business whom I happen to know? Get the hell out of my sight!” Hearing what Murphy had called Gerard, Yancy was roaring with rage.

The blood drained out of Murphy’s face.

Gerard set down his chopsticks before calmly replying, “Ah, it’s you, Yancy. I remember you from my last visit to Sunnydale. Oh, yes—did you find yourself a ticket after all?” He had deliberately modified past events slightly.

“Oh, yes! I did indeed! Thank you so much, Gerard! Really, thank you!”

Yancy bent over in a deep bow. Considering how he was always bowing and scraping in Aiden Baker’s presence, what more Gerard Crawford?

“Thank you, Gerard!” All the men behind Yancy followed suit.

And that was hello.

“No problem. If I could ask something in return, Yancy… Let me keep this room?”

“Of course, of course!” Yancy didn’t know what business Gerard had here, but if he said jump, Yancy would only need to know how high. After exchanging a few more quick pleasantries, he grabbed his people and withdrew without delay.

Peace returned to the private dining room.

Silence reigned as everyone stared at Gerard with mouths agape. This guy wielded that sort of clout?

How could this be possible?

“Gerard, how… How do you know Mr. Ziegler? What was he thanking you so much for?” Her stomach churning horribly, Lilian anxiously spoke first.

“Oh, he misplaced a bus ticket one time—but I found it for him!”

What?

Everyone stared with eyes as wide as the dinner plates on the table.

Who was he trying to kid? All that just now, for a bus ticket?

Gerard himself had only just realized that this off-handed lie might have come off as a bit of a stretch.