The Secretly Rich Man novel Chapter 441

Gerald Crawford:The Secretly Rich Man Novel (Invisible or Poorest) Chapter 441
“Sharon, you- You! How dare you slap me! Hayward this b*tch just slapped me!”

While she said that, Lilian looked at Hayward while cupping a hand over her hurt cheek.

However, Hayward only averted his gaze. It was clear whose side he was on.

“I… I see… So that’s how it is… To think that I was that blind before to not be able to see what kind of person you really were…”

Lilian’s voice was quivering. She then turned around and ran away in tears.

Sharon slammed her fork and spoon on the table. She was in no mood to enjoy her meal anymore after such a mess. Soon after, both of them left the restaurant.

‘What a pity to see two best friends fighting like enemies now…’ Gerald thought to himself.

From what had played out before him, Gerald could get the gist of what had happened among the three.

It would seem that Lilian and Sharon were both getting more assertive over Hayward because of the properties that he now owned.

In the past when Hayward was still poor, they never treated him well even though he had always stayed by their sides.

It was a completely different story now. Ever since he owned a few properties and managed to get some great connections, he had essentially become a rich and handsome man to them.

What more, to both Lilian and Sharon, the experience he had gained while obtaining the properties and connections must also have made him more solemn and mature.

Gerald could definitely understand their situation.

However, he wasn’t sure how the two girls would react if they ever caught wind that the things Hayward now had were all given to him.

Gerald simply sneered while shaking his head before smiling in resignation.

After finishing his meal, he left the restaurant. However, the minute Gerald’s foot stepped out of the restaurant, a hand grabbed on to his other.

“Oh! My grandson, please wait for a short while!”

Looking down to see who was holding on to his leg, Gerald saw an old man sitting by the entrance.

“My god, what are you doing?” said Gerald, stunned.

“My grandson, you must be rich since you can afford to eat at this restaurant! Please spare me some money, I haven’t eaten in days now!” said the old beggar as he crawled closer to hug Gerald’s thigh.

The old beggar looked dirty and his white hair stank.

He wouldn’t let go of Gerald’s leg until he got some money.

Understanding this, Gerald could only sigh as he reached into his wallet and handed a hundred dollar bill to the beggar.