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Gerald Crawford:The Secretly Rich Man (Invisible or Poorest) Chapter 1003
After returning the greeting, Misty then turned to look at her group before saying, “Let’s get the introductions out of
the way first. This is Gerald and I got acquainted with him only yesterday. He’s quite a nice person and he even
saved me, you know?”
“Humph! So this is the guy! If he was aware that we were attending a treasure exchange event, then why did he
still choose to dress up the way he currently is?” said one of the other women rather contemptuously as she
crossed her arms.
Her comment had stemmed from the fact that the exchange event was a sort of gathering mostly only reserved
for prestigious people. Since only those who were powerful and influential were expected to attend, suits and
leather shoes were considered to be the norm at such an event.
Since Gerald was the only one dressed like a tourist, it was no wonder why Misty’s friend found him to be rather
humiliating.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtShe wasn’t the only one either. Quite a few of her friends were thinking about the same thing as well.
“It’s fine, isn’t it? We’ll just enjoy ourselves together!” replied Misty who hadn’t seemed to have caught on to her
friends’ evident dislike toward Gerald.
With that, all of them entered Balbrick manor together. The manor itself was extremely spacious, and according to
what Misty had told Gerald, the exchange event was divided into an outer and inner area.
While the outer area only displayed regular antiques and treasures, the inner area was reserved for the so-called,
‘good stuff’.
As they were walking around, Lydia Jolly—one of Misty’s friends—looked at one of the men in their group before
saying, “Say Jamie, I’ve just noticed, but is that watch new?”
“I’m glad you noticed! It is, indeed!”
“Oh? How much was it?” asked Lydia.
“It wasn’t that expensive, really. Just around three thousand dollars! I still bought it though, since the watch’s style
matches my suit so perfectly!” replied Jamie Warner.
“What a rich man you are!” said Misty, a hint of jealousy in her voice.
Though she said that, Misty didn’t really think too much about it. She was pleased enough with the fact that
everyone was enjoying themselves together.
“I see… Then what about the suit? How much was that?”
“A little over seven thousand dollars. I bought it in Italy when I previously traveled there”
“How nice!” replied Lydia as she and the other two men and women in the group continued discussing their attire
and lifestyles.
It was evident that Lydia was proficient in getting others to do the dirty work for her. After all, she had deliberately
started that particular topic of conversation just to embarrass Gerald.
She was trying her best to ostracize and make him leave since she felt that he was an embarrassment to her and
her friends due to how poorly he was dressed for such a grand event.
What more, she was honestly slightly pissed with him since she had initially assumed that Gerald was some rich
young man or at the very least, a prince charming after Misty told them about her rescuer.
Though she had to admit that he was quite good-looking, in the end, he was just a poorly-dressed loser!
Because of all that, Lydia felt the need to make him understand how truly different he was from them.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmAs her plan continued going smoothly, someone suddenly shouted, “How dare you even attempt to put that thing
on display alongside our items? Are you trying to humiliate us? Get lost!”
Turning to look at who was causing the commotion, everyone saw an old man who seemed to have been trying to
set up his own stall to display his treasure.
Since he was able to bring it in here in the first place, it was evident that he had managed to pass the treasure
identification procedures.
Despite having every right to set his own stall up there, most of the others who had already set up their own stalls
for the event came from major families, including the few people who were close to where the old man had
attempted to set up his stall.
Nobody else within the inner area was a random person like the old man, which gave the stall owners—who had
already set up stalls close to where the old man had planned to set up his—even more reason to get him to leave.
Sighing, the old man knew that this simply wouldn’t do. Lifting his treasure—which seemed to be an iron plaque—in
his arms he then began walking off in search of another spot to set up his stall.
As Gerald watched the old man leave, he felt his eyelids twitch slightly the moment he gave the iron plaque a good
look.
Gerald could feel his heart palpitating as he continued staring at the iron plaque which had blotches all over its
surface. It was a feeling that he rarely ever experienced since he became one of the champions.
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