Gerald Crawford:The Secretly Rich Man (Invisible or Poorest) Chapter 461
“Hey, dad!”
Gerald called out respectfully, answering the video call.
Although it wasn’t the first time he video called his father after discovering his true identity, Gerald had somewhat
grown to be more respectful towards his father.
He increasingly felt how honorable of a man his father was.
“What are you up to now, son?”
Gerald’s father broke into a smile the moment his son came on the screen.
“Am just about to rest, Dad. What’s up with the late call? Anything you need to tell me?”
“Yes, I do. I was initially planning to ask your sister to look into this matter. As I’m aware, you spend most of your
time and energy, focusing on your homework. This thing will be delayed since your sister has gone to handle
factory issues in North Africa. I wonder if she’d already told you about it?”
“You need my help finding a woman?”
Gerald recalled his sister’s instructions and what she confided in him previously. She had asked for his assistance in
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtlooking for a particular woman.
“Yes, I’ll send over her picture to you in a bit. I need your help finding out about her whereabouts as soon as you
can. Otherwise, this guilt in my conscience will eat me up for the rest of my life!”
“There is also one more thing that you have to remember. You cannot let your mother know about this!”
Gerald’s father warned as he sighed.
This made Gerald feel a little awkward.
He scowled as he tried to grasp the meaning of the situation.
Could this have been a woman his father had let down in the past?
Damn it! His father was actually asking both the siblings to look for this woman in secret! The first person that
crossed Gerald’s mind was his mother. He could not help but feel a little sorry for his mother because he thought
they were letting her down.
“What is your relationship with this woman? You have much greater power and influence compared to us. If you
wanted to find her, you would’ve definitely been able to find her. Isn’t that the case?” asked Gerald.
“Hey, kiddo. If it was that easy for your father to find her, would I even be asking you or your sister’s help? What’s
my relationship with her? It’s a question you both have asked me. Anyway, let me assure you that it’s not whatever
you are thinking of. But that being said, she was highly involved in our major family event that year. I can’t help but
feel that the Crawford family had let her down even after so many years. Don’t ask me about the details as to what
really happened. I’ll explain everything to you at a later time.”
“Okay, that’s it. Please put in some effort to help me to deal with this.”
Gerald’s father hung up as soon as he finished speaking.
It didn’t take long before Gerald received a message.
It was a black and white photo—one which looked like it was a few decades old.
It was a picture of a woman.
The moment he saw the woman, Gerald’s hand trembled uncontrollably, and he nearly dropped his cell phone to
the ground.
After looking at the photo again, Gerald inhaled sharply.
“This…isn’t this Queta Smith?”
Yes. The woman in the photo was indeed beautiful. In fact, she was incredibly charming and enchanting.
She looked almost exactly like Queta.
But if this photo was in black and white, then Gerald knew for sure that it could not possibly be Queta.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmWho was she?
Gerald presumed that this woman was most probably a peer of his father, which meant that she was around his
age.
If that were the case, it was most likely she was Queta’s mother.
After all, Gerald knew that Queta grew up in an orphanage.
It seemed as though her parents abandoned her for no apparent reason.
Putting the pieces together, it led to a clear conclusion that it was Queta’s mother, the woman his father asked him
to look for.
Thoughts started shrouding Gerald’s mind.
He could remember vividly how his heart was throbbing and beating uncontrollably the first time he saw Queta.
He also felt a strange sense of comforting closeness to her ever since the first time he saw Queta and even had the
urge to protect her for no reason at all.
Now, as he gave it a much deeper thought, he couldn’t help but wonder if Queta was actually his sister?
Despite his father’s explanation, Gerald wasn’t convinced that his father had nothing to do with that woman at all!
That night, Gerald was washed with anxiety. He tossed and turned around his bed, felt extraordinarily restless, and
could not sleep at all.
Gerald called Queta early the next morning. He had to meet up with her and clarify this once and for all.