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Gerald Crawford:The Secretly Rich Man (Invisible or Poorest) Chapter 818

“…Hold on. X-One cigarettes? I’ve never seen anyone smoking this brand of cigarettes in Weston before!” said

Delilah as her gaze fell upon the box of cigarettes that had been thrown to the side. She seemed to be deeply

enticed by the cigarettes.

 

“Oh god, this is so embarrassing! I should’ve told that country bumpkin of a cousin to put them away! Miss Delilah’s

husband is a very powerful person in M country! What impression would we leave on her once she finds out that we

smoke fake cigarettes?” whispered several of the boys among themselves.

It wasn’t only the males who bore awkward expressions on their faces, but also the girls.

“Excuse me, but could I have one of your cigarettes? I’ve not tasted this brand of cigarettes in a little over half a

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year now after coming to Weston!” enquired Delilah as she smiled.

“Huh? Half a year? Does that mean she was among the first to try it out when it began initial production?!”

“It’s over. It’s all over! I’m going to be so embarrassed once she finds out…!”

“W-wait a moment, Miss Delilah!” shouted one of the girls as she stood among her other whispering cousins. Rather

than waiting for Delilah to find out on her own, the girl felt it would be better if she simply told her the truth first.

“Yes?” asked Delilah as she turned to look at her with her usual sweet smile.

“T-those cigarettes… You can’t smoke them! We just found out not too long ago that they’re fake!”

Upon hearing her declaration, everyone turned to look at Gerald in disgust. What a good-for-nothing!

“Fake? Hahaha! Miss, I simply want to smoke a cigarette, you needn’t be this reluctant up to the point of telling me

lies! Besides, since you can afford to even buy this brand, is there a need to feel so bad over a single cigarette?”

replied Delilah as she took a cigarette out of the box and carefully observed it.

Next, she took a sniff at it, and soon after, a wry smile formed on her face.

“W-why would I lie to you, Miss Delilah? It really is a fake!” explained the same girl from before.

“To be frank, my ex-husband used to be the leader of the research and development department in the factory that

produces this specific brand. Though I’m well aware that imitations exist in the market, I believe that I still have the

ability to distinguish between a fake and the real deal! And I can say for certain that this is a genuine product!”

declared Delilah with a smile.

“G-Genuine… They’re genuine?!”

Everyone was dumbfounded when they heard that. After all, from what she had said, Delilah would definitely be

able to tell between a real one and a fake. What more, she didn’t have a reason to lie to them either.

But… Just how could Gerald possibly have afforded to buy genuine X-One cigarettes?

“Where did you buy these cigarettes, Gerald?” asked the boy from earlier.

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“I’ll be frank and say that I didn’t buy them! They were lying around in my house so I simply grabbed them!” replied

Gerald with a wry smile.

“Hah! Based on your family’s background, it’s almost as though you’re claiming that they’d actually be able to buy

them!” snapped Marilyn immediately in a tone that suggested that Gerald had just personally insulted her.

“Could I smoke one of your cigarettes, sir?” asked Delilah as she turned to look at Gerald, her smile still on her face.

“Sir? Why are you referring to him as sir, Miss Delilah? We don’t even know where he got the cigarettes from! You

should know that his family is so poor that they can’t even afford to eat a decent meal at times!” insulted Yura the

moment he saw Delilah treating Gerald so respectfully.

“Him? Poor? You must be joking, Mr. Yaleman! Ignoring the cigarettes, you should know that no ordinary person

could compare to this gentleman! After all, he’s wearing classic, French, tailor-made clothes!” said Delilah as she

sat right next to Gerald.

“Did I get that right, sir?”