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Gerald Crawford:The Secretly Rich Man (Invisible or Poorest) Chapter 1470

Seeing that, Gerald instantly grabbed hold of the girl’s waist before helping her up!

“My god! What the hell are you doing?! Are you actually taking advantage of Xyrielle right before our very eyes?!”

yelled the enraged girls.

To think that he was being so daring out in public, and in front of them, no less!

“I-it isn’t what you think, Xaverie…!” said Xyrielle, hoping to stop her friends from saying anything unnecessary.

“There’s no need to be afraid, Xyrielle! We’re here to defend you! Whatever the case is, I’m making a call now so

that this kid pays for what he’s done!” said Xaverie as her angered friends united against their common enemy.

“You’ve got it all wrong! He was simply preventing me from falling just now! There’s a pit hole there, see?”

explained Xyrielle.

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“…Huh?” replied her friends, all startled to hear that.

After realizing what had truly happened, their glares softened slightly. Xyrielle, on the other hand, found herself

blushing slightly as she looked at Gerald.

A brief moment later, one of the girls then said, “…Even so, he’ll still have to make up for our burnt kite!”

“I already said I was sorry!” replied Gerald with a wry smile.

“And do you think things will be settled with a simple apology?” retorted Xaverie as she crossed her arms.

Tugging onto Xaverie’s sleeve, Xyrielle then asked, “What are you still doing, Xaverie?”

“Xyrielle, you, of all people, should know how expensive that kite was! After all, it was made with high-quality

materials! Regardless, with how plainly you’re dressed, I assume it’d be difficult for you to cough out a hundred and

fifty dollars… Still, you did help Xyrielle out earlier… Fine, why don’t we do this? Taking into account that you aided

her, you’ll just have to buy each of us a cup of milk tea as compensation. How’s that?” asked Xaverie.

“No problem!” replied Gerald with a smile as the other girls cheered and applauded.

Soon enough, all four of the girls were holding a cup of milk tea in their hands. Just as they were about to leave,

however, Xaverie asked, “Speaking of which, what’s your name? And which department are you from?”

Seeing no reason to hide it, Gerald simply replied, “I’m Gerald! Gerald Crawford!”

“Copy that! Also, just so you know, a cup of milk tea each isn’t going to cut it! The next time we bump into you, we’ll

be asking for at least one more milk tea treat from you! With that said, I’ll be remembering you!” said Xaverie as

she dragged her friends away.

Naturally, that wasn’t a problem for Gerald. Xaverie didn’t seem to be making things particularly difficult for him

either. Truth be told, he found them to be quite interesting.

Now that that issue had been dealt with, Gerald recalled that he still had important business to attend to. With that,

he then quickly headed to the Department of Economics and Management.

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As he left, however, he didn’t notice that Xyrielle had been constantly turning back to look at him from time to

time…

Watching as his figure slowly disappeared, Xarielle was jolted back to reality when Xaverie suddenly shouted,

“Xyrielle!”

Startled, she then replied, “…H-huh? What’s wrong?”

“You know, I’ve noticed that you’ve been acting a bit off for a while now… While you were all cheerful before this,

you’ve been acting pretty shy ever since you bumped into that boy! Hell, you were even blushing as you stole

glances at him just seconds ago! You can’t have already developed feelings for him just because he hugged you a

little just now, right…?” said Xaverie in disbelief.

“N-no! That’s not the case! It’s just… When I saw him earlier…” muttered Xyrielle, hesitant on completing her

sentence.

“Go on!” replied Xaverie as she and the other girls anxiously waited for Xyrielle to finish her sentence.

“It’s hard to put into words, alright? Look, do you girls remember when we bumped into that fortune-teller about

half a year ago…?”