Gerald Crawford:The Secretly Rich Man Novel (Invisible or Poorest) Chapter 309
Elena was just about to take an afternoon nap, but now she was wide awake.
She snatched up her handphone for a closer look, and her heart flip-flopped between joy and alarm. Still wearing her pajamas, she raced to the cafeteria.
Joy, because the man who had been in her thoughts had somehow appeared in her campus.
Alarm, because…good lord, was Gerald Crawford being abused on live-stream?
Meanwhile, at the Sunnydale University Fight Club…
It was a large organization, created at the whim of some rich kid or other, which went on in a particular corner of the campus.
This club boasted many members—over three hundred in total.
Presently, in the fighting ring…
“Yeah! Awesome!”
One of the fighters had just knocked down his opponent with a masterful technique. The spectators burst into uproarious applause.
“Water!” The fighter shrugged his shoulders as he walked out, and was immediately greeted by a disciple, who uncapped a water bottle and presented it to him. After several mouthfuls of water had been gulped down, the rest of the bottle was flung aside.
“Wow, you’re amazing! So cool!” Several pretty young things, phones in hand, dove into his arms with ingratiating smiles.
“Cool, you say?” The man harrumphed. “You think I didn’t notice how you girls were staring at your phones the whole time? Something interesting there? More interesting than my fights?”
“Tee-hee…we were watching that Liara mess somebody up. Have a look—she’s teaching some unlucky bum a lesson!” The girls showed him the ongoing live-stream.
“God d*mn, Crawford—” The fighter stiffened, and pushed aside the fawning girls.
“What’s wrong, Aiden?” They sulked.
“Hurry, get my guys! Tell them to run to Surati!”
The fighter was none other than Aiden Baker!
Hearing his command, the assembled disciples raced for Surati Restaurant without delay.
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