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Gerald Crawford:The Secretly Rich Man (Invisible or Poorest) Chapter 1276

“I-I didn’t mean to…!” replied the male student who was still feeling the sting of the slap.

Naturally, the loud woman had gathered the attention of several people, and the student immediately felt

extremely humiliated with so many people now staring at him. The student was smart enough to tell that he

couldn’t afford to provoke them either. After all, both of them looked extremely wealthy. With that in mind, he could

only continue stuttering in embarrassment.

“‘You didn’t mean to’?! Well of course you didn’t, but my wife is still drenched in wine, isn’t she?! Unless you’re

telling me that you planned for all this!” roared the woman’s husband as he instantly kicked the boy in the stomach!

Even from a glance, everyone could tell that her husband wasn’t someone that they should ever provoke.

With that in mind, everyone could only look at the boy sorrowfully as he burst into tears after being kicked quite a

distance away.

“Humph! I’ll have you know that this dress cost over ten thousand dollars! Now I can’t wear it anymore! You better

compensate me for it, boy!” sneered the young woman coldly.

“I-I’m not from a rich family…!” replied the boy, extremely terrified.

“Hah! Then what’s a pauper like doing here in such a grand function?! It disgusts me to even be in the presence of

such a pathetic jerk like you!” scorned the woman before continuing to slap him in the face!

The student himself didn’t dare to fight back or even show any resistance as tears rolled down his cheeks due to

the continuous slaps he was receiving…

Since his classmates were now witnessing all this play out, a few of the boy’s female friends quickly ran over to

Naomi before reporting, “M-miss Milton! Huxley is being beaten up!”

“What?!” said Naomi as she immediately turned around to see what was going on. To her dismay, she was

immediately greeted by the sight of several people surrounding her crying student—Huxley Loman—as some

woman continuously slapped his face!

Huxley himself was clenching his fists tightly, his head lowered as the tears continued rolling down his cheeks.

“Please, stop hitting him! Even if there’s a problem, can’t things be talked out nicely?!” shouted Naomi as she

immediately rushed over to Huxley before urging him to stand behind her.

At the time, even the other student—who had initially grabbed Huxley’s cell phone to play around with him—was

shocked silent. They truly hadn’t expected their action to cause such a massive scene.

Though Huxley came from a pretty ordinary family, he was an honest boy who studied and worked hard. With that

in mind, upon noticing that her other student was simply standing there with Huxley’s phone in hand, Naomi could

easily guess that they were simply playing around before all this happened.

Regardless, the second Naomi and that woman’s eyes met, both of them were instantly stunned.

“…Naomi Milton?”

“Xeila Wyser?”

With a sneer, the rich woman scoffed, “If I remember correctly, you entered Mayberry University after we

graduated from high school, right? How did you end up being just a mere teacher then?”

If it wasn’t evident enough that both of them were acquainted with one another, Xeila’s insult certainly confirmed it.

Some people were just like this. They simply assumed that they were superior to others just because they were

wealthier and had more material possessions.

“Is that really the important thing now? Whatever the case was, how did Huxley even offend you? Why did you have

to slap him so badly?” replied Naomi who knew Xeila’s character and personality well. Adding that to the fact that

she had been constantly humiliating her student, the angered Naomi really couldn’t be bothered to make small talk

with her.

“Hah! That brat spilled red wine all over my expensive clothes! Does he even think he can come close to affording

the compensation?” retorted Xeila.

“Compensation is a monetary issue. You still haven’t answered my question. Why did you have to hit him so badly

just because of that?” yelled Naomi as she glared angrily at Xeila.

Hearing Naomi’s righteous words, Xeila was immediately taken aback. Of course, what Naomi had said was right

about the compensation being a separate issue. Quite honestly, Xeila had only slapped Huxley so much since she

wanted to show off and prove to the others how superior she was to him.

Now that Naomi had questioned her this way, however, Xeila couldn’t help but feel slightly guilty. Realizing that

everyone was now staring at her and waiting for her reply, the anxious Xeila quickly turned that anxiousness into

anger as she shrugged—with both her arms lifted—before saying, “I’ll hit him if I want to! What’re you going to do

about that?!”

As if on cue, Xeila’s husband then looked at his Rolex watch before straightening his suit and taking a step forward

as he said, “My name is Zadie Lavington, and I’m-”

Before he could even finish his sentence, Zadie suddenly felt a tight slap across his face! The force of the slap was

so hard that by the time he realized that he was flying sideward, the man had knocked over at least a dozen tables!

Naturally this shocked several people, and some of them even began screaming!

The slapper, of course, was Gerald who hadn’t been able to tolerate the couple any longer.

In her stupefied state, Xeila turned to look at her hurt and confused husband who was already spitting out a few

broken teeth. Quickly snapping out of it, she turned back to look at Gerald, rage in her eyes as she said, “You…

You…! Are you courting death or something?! Why’d you hit my husband?!”

Looking at the insufferable woman, Gerald simply casually replied, “Why I hit him? Well, I simply didn’t like the fact

that his last name was Lavington instead of Ziegler! Makes as much sense as your reasoning for slapping that kid so

many times, no?”