The Invisible Rich Man

Whatever the case was, Cameron’s car certainly wasn’t going to be driving anyone anywhere with that damaged hood. Everything that had gone wrong had stemmed from Xella, but there really was no use crying over spilled milk. Besides, Gerald didn’t think that it was appropriate to just leave them like that. They were friends in the past after all. “Come on, get into my car. I’ll give you a ride to the hospital!” said Gerald calmly. This new mature and calm Gerald felt quite strange to the others. Thinking back, no wonder he seemed so calm and casual earlier when he was talking to them at the bus stop. They honestly hadn’t paid much attention to his demeanor then since they thought he was still a loser. However, now when they paid more attention to the way he spoke, they found that his tone sounded cold and composed as opposed to the old Gerald they knew. It was somewhat awe worthy. “Gerald! Is… Is this your car?” asked Rae, her eyes wide open. “Yep. It’s still pretty new

“F*ck! A Mercedes-Benz G-Class is worth more than three hundred thousand dollars!” shouted a classmate in a worried voice. Though the two cars had collided, the Mercedes-Benz G-Class had suffered much less compared to Cameron’s own car. However, if compensation was required, Cameron knew he had to fork out at least a hundred thousand dollars. He quivered slightly in fear. “I’m so sorry Cameron! If it wasn’t for me you wouldn’t have hit that car!” wailed Xella as another burden was added to her heart. She sighed internally while holding back her tears. ‘If it wasn’t for me, none of these incidents would have happened today…’ ‘Waylon’s been beaten up, and now Cameron’s just crashed into another car when he was just trying to send me to the hospital to visit Waylon! What can we even do now?’ Xella’s mind was filled with negativity and it only made her feel more flustered and agitated than she already was. The others were starting to feel afraid as well. They began discussing

Due to his father’s power and influence, Waylon had always done as he pleased, acting smugly and arrogantly in front of all his classmates. It had never occurred to him that Charlie and his people could act even fiercer. They had even severely beaten him up. At that moment, Waylon was a wreck both physically and emotionally. “He needs medical attention immediately!” shouted Morgana before taking her phone out and calling for an ambulance. The ambulance soon arrived and since Morgana herself was a clinician, she entered the ambulance as well to help bandage his wounds. She left for the hospital together with Waylon. “Waylon was beaten up and now he’s being sent to the hospital… What should we do?” “Let’s just leave for now… What if those madmen come back with reinforcements?” “You’re right! They don’t seem like ordinary people…” The classmates continued discussing the situation among themselves, all of them quite indecisive on whether pride or safety was more important.

The roar had come from none other than Waylon himself who had just left the private room. Earlier, another girl had left for the washroom but as she was about to exit the private room, she saw a man blocking Xella’s path. Once Waylon learned about the fact, he immediately got up and headed toward the washroom alongside a few others. “What’s this? A group of uncouth b*stards! Who’re you yelling at?” Though perverted, Mr. Zabel was certainly no small fry. His expression was cold as he asked the question. “That girl’s my classmate. Why are you blocking her path?” asked Waylon, unafraid. Xella was so frightened that she instinctively hid behind Waylon. “Xella, I’ll go ahead and say this. The colleagues waiting for me this time around are no ordinary people. If you know what’s best for yourself, follow me. Also, why don’t you tell these b*stards who I am?” replied Mr. Zabel, his arms folded behind his back. “Waylon… His name is Charlie Zabel… And he’s the deputy manager of m

After a while, Gerald stood up and went to the washroom. Not long after he had entered the gents, Xella stood up to head to the washroom herself. After washing his hands, Gerald bumped into Xella who had also left the bathroom at the same time. The meeting was awkward, to say the least. “Spe

“Yeah, come on Xella, tell us. What’s wrong?” asked a few of the classmates curiously. Xella nodded before she began sharing an incident that had happened to her in great detail. Not too long after, Gerald’s curiosity was sated. It turned out that not long after she had been recruited by the c

Cameron smiled coldly as he said that. “What? Very funny, Cameron! As if Louie could ever be acquainted with Gerald!” “I know right? The difference between Louie and Gerald’s status is synonymous with comparing a planet with some dirt!” “You can choose not to believe me, but Xella knows it’s t

Once he had parked his car, Gerald entered the private room. Almost half of his classmates were already there. There were about twenty people and the atmosphere was quite lively. The dining table that they had booked was huge as well. Most of the students there only greeted Gerald casually bef