The Secretly Rich Man novel Chapter 830

Gerald Crawford:The Secretly Rich Man Novel (Invisible or Poorest) Chapter 830
If Rose was simply taunting him and ridiculing him alone just now, he would not have said anything at all. Gerald was still the same old tolerant Gerald.

However, he could not allow her to insult Bea like this.

The kindness his fifth uncle had shown his own mother back then was not something that could be made up for with cold hard cash.

What Gerald wanted was justice for Bea.

To his surprise, in the process of doing so, $1,200,000.00 had been swiped directly from his bank card.

But it did not really matter to him. After all, $1,200,000.00 or $120,000.00 made no difference to Gerald now. Aside from a difference in the number of digits, nothing about that sum was significant enough to frustrate him.

“But cousin, this…this is too expensive! Hurry up and get a refund!”

Bea said as she jumped around anxiously.

“What? Why would you ask him to do that? If he wants to insert that amount into a membership card for you, you should just let him do it! Hahaha! This fool! Putting so much money into a stupid card. I wanna see what he’ll do with the balance!”

As stunned and as surprised as Rose was, she still wanted to lash out against Gerald.

This was because if Gerald were to put all of that money into the membership card, then he’d never be able to do anything else aside from buying clothes.

That’s what you get from tooting your own horn!

However, she was still very irritated and frustrated. That, and surprise. When did Gerald become so rich?

She suddenly lost her mood to continue shopping.

The same went for Marilyn. She had to debate with herself over and over again in her mind before buying a single dress that cost $12,000.00 only for Gerald whom she had always looked down on, to put $1,200.000.00 into a membership card without a hint of hesitation!!

Marilyn went out of the shop with a dejected expression.

At the same moment, Giya walked out from the shop next door.

When she saw Marilyn’s gloomy appearance, she couldn’t help but smile and ask, “Hey, what’s wrong with our little Marilyn? Has your mood turned sour from all the shopping?”

Marilyn took a deep breath before she said, “Giya, do you believe in fate?”

“Ahhh? What kind of fate are you talking about?”

“Where a very poor person strikes gold overnight, and he becomes exceptionally rich!” Marilyn replied anxiously.

“What exactly happened?”