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Gerald Crawford:The Secretly Rich Man (Invisible or Poorest) Chapter 360
Giya spoke gently.
Giya had been touched when Gerald had helped her and even given her something very precious to him.
She had then developed feelings for Gerald.
She had always thought about him whenever she was free. She found him really cute, but she knew that Gerald
probably hated her.
She honestly wanted to be friends with him, but what Gerald had done to her made her truly disappointed.
“What’s so great about that poor peasant anyway?!” Yakob said angrily.
Everyone stopped talking about him after that, but Giya felt really upset. What was so bad about her? No guys had
ever rejected Giya like that except Gerald.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtWhen Gerald found out that Giya’s mother had recovered, he was instantly relieved, and his life continued as usual.
That same evening, Gerald brought some books over to return to the library. He saw a girl outside the library who
seemed to be waiting for somebody.
Gerald was stunned. That girl was Giya!
Giya raised her head and saw Gerald.
“Hey, Giya! You came to study?” Gerald asked her awkwardly.
“Nope. I came to return some books!” Giya said.
Gerald felt genuinely guilty about what had happened previously.
“Have you eaten? I could treat you to a meal at the canteen. I’ve just heard about what happened to Mrs.
Quarrington today. How’s she doing?” Gerald asked
“She’s doing better now, thanks for asking. Also, I’ve already eaten. Thanks for the offer, but I’m meeting with my
friends!” Giya nodded politely.
“By the way, Gerald, regarding the bracelet you gave me previously. I thought of keeping it for you, but I’m not
good at keeping stuff, and it would not be nice if people knew. I should return it to you. As for my bracelet that you
broke, it’s fine. You don’t have to pay!” Giya took a bracelet out from her bag and handed it to Gerald.
At the same time, a Porsche Seven series stopped next to them.
Yakob rolled down the window and peered out, a pair of sunglasses perched on his face. “Hey, Giya! Sorry for being
three minutes late! Where should we go for dinner tonight? You should pick a place!”
“Any western restaurant will do, Yakob. I’m fine with anything. You’ve been accompanying me at the hospital for
days and even saved my mom. I know I have already treated you to lunch this afternoon, but dinner is on me too! I
have to treat you individually!” Giya walked toward the co-pilot seat smiling.
Giya continued, “There’s a nice movie showing at the theater tonight as well! Shall we go for a movie?”
“Sure!” Yakob said happily.
Then, Yakob glared at Gerald proudly and drove off.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmGerald was stunned. Even though he was not in love with Giya, he did not feel good. Especially when he knew that
the credit for sending those specialists was stolen by Yakob.
Giya was very grateful for Yakob and hence, they had gotten closer.
Should he tell the truth?
But still, what was the point in telling the truth? So that Giya would be grateful toward him and grow feelings for him
again? The bracelet incident had ended, and Yakob had feelings for Giya, while Gerald already had Mila. Everything
should stay that way.
Meanwhile, Giya left the school with Yakob.
“Giya, which restaurant would you like to go to? I know a place near the cinema, but the choice is still up to you…”
Yakob was excited. He had been even more fired up when Giya had texted him to pick her up.
“Just stop in front…” Giya looked away from the back mirror and said disappointedly.
“Here? There’s no restaurant here, though?”
“I don’t want to go to a restaurant! Stop the car. I would like to go home!”