The Secretly Rich Man novel Chapter 730

Gerald Crawford:The Secretly Rich Man Novel (Invisible or Poorest) Chapter 730
At that moment, Maia said, “Actually, I’m not sure if we’re even friends at the moment. Even if I asked him to help me, it’s quite likely that he’ll turn me down. But I’ll give it a try!”

She reluctantly whipped out her cell phone and called Gerald’s number.

She felt conflicted about this. To be forced to beg for help from someone who she was looking down on. Not to mention the fact that she had once hurt him with painful words in the past.

But she indeed needed Gerald’s help to resolve that issue.

It did not occur to Gerald that Maia, who was as proud as a peacock, would call him up at this moment.

In that instant, he burst out laughing to himself.

“What’s wrong?”

Gerald asked.

“Gerald, you… do you know Mr. Zartyr?” Maia’s voice was extremely soft.

“Yes, I do know him! Just tell me what you want to say!” Gerald said lightly.

“You should be aware that we’re in great trouble now. If you do know him, I hope that you can help introduce us to him or at the very least, mention our names in front of him!”

Maia’s face was flushed red when she told him that.

“There’s not a problem if you want me to mention it to him. But the problem is, what will I gain out of this? Give me one good reason why I should help you.”

Gerald smiled and said.

“I!”

“How about this? You can come into the villa with Isabelle to discuss it. But only the two of you are allowed to come in.”

Gerald said.

“Fine!”

After that, Gerald hung up the phone.

Clearly, Isabelle and the others heard their conversion.

“Ah? Maia, what do you think? Why did Gerald ask only the two of us to enter that villa? You do know that I fought with him before. Not to mention the countless times we’ve gotten into a verbal fight. I’m worried about what he’ll do to me when I…”

It seemed like Isabelle had it all thought out beforehand. She then turned away, blushing shyly.

“No, he wouldn’t dare to do that… I don’t believe that he’ll do anything to us. I know what sort of a person he is. After we enter the villa, let me talk to him. You can just stay behind me!”

Maia thought to herself, ‘Gerald, you’re quite capable now, aren’t you? But I don’t buy it, not one bit. What can you really do?’

Both Maia and Isabelle were then led into the villa by one of the servants working there.