[Chapter 182]
"D*mn it!"
Gerald felt like he was about to have a headache.
Those two women were indeed the most shameless women Gerald had ever met in his whole lifetime, even more so than Xavia.
He asked them to bark like a dog, and they did so without any hesitation.
Actually, both Dawn and Nyla had risked everything they had. They would certainly cling onto Mr. Crawford vigorously no matter what he asked them to do.
It was indeed such an effective tactic.
Gerald was speechless now. He waved his hand. "Just come along if you want!"
"Mr. Crawford!"
At that moment, Wyatt shouted. He raised both of his hands and bent his body slightly. He then squeezed out of the crowd and ran toward Gerald.
"Mr. Crawford. I didn't know who you are just now. I was wrong. Please forgive my bad manners. I'm Wyatt Light. We were introduced to each other just now."
Wyatt held both of his hands in midair, wanting to have a closer contact with him, shaking his hands.
Mr. Crawford was indeed not someone who Wyatt could afford to offend. He would definitely be able to ruin Wyatt any minute.
"But I don't know you!"
Gerald said softly, then he put his hands in his pockets.
"This… Mr. Crawford… My daughter and I offended you just now. Please forgive us. We're deeply sorry."
Wyatt appeared quite upset. He waved his hand immediately, and Melanie stepped forward pitifully.
'It turns out that this pathetic man is Mr. Crawford. It's so unexpected!"
"Mr. Crawford, I was wrong just now."
"Oh? Don't you have mysophobia? I sat behind you just now. You were so anxious that you changed your seat. Now, it seems like you don't have that now. Why are you standing so close to me? Aren't you scared?"
Mr. Crawford smiled, and that was all he did at the moment.
"I…"
Melanie blushed deeply. 'Am I not attractive enough for him?'
Gerald smiled bitterly and shook his head. He did not bother about them anymore. He then turned around and went up the mountain with Zack and the others.
That was the first time Gerald condemned the others. In fact, he was quite infuriated just now. After venting his anger out like that, he felt much better.
Besides, his extremely pompous and arrogant second cousin——Rita followed closely behind him, holding the key in her hand. It made Gerald feel that it was indeed wonderful being a rich person.
In fact, Rita was in a dilemma too. It was because she started to hold different feelings and emotions toward Gerald at that moment.
She felt that Gerald appeared quite handsome, outrageously so.
Rita was humiliated deeply, but she knew that it was a good thing. It was because it seemed like there was a new chance for her after all, being married into a rich family.
From what she could see, Gerald did not appear to hate her.
Besides, she would now be the butler for the Mountain Top Villa from now on. She would surely have much contact with Gerald.
'Sister, does it mean that I'll do something bad to you?'
That afternoon was indeed quite interesting.
Gerald strolled around the villa for around one to two hours. He then brought them and went down the mountain at around four o'clock in the afternoon.
When he reached the foot of the mountain, there were a few messages in his class group chat all of a sudden.It was the class representative, Cassandra who posted a few photos and words in the group.
"Please help to share it on your social media!"
"Help our classmate. Her younger sister is seriously ill, and she isn't able to earn money too. Please donate some money and help them to resolve this issue. Your kindness is greatly appreciated!"
At first glance, one realized that Cassandra was the one who was in charge of the shooting of the photographs and the writing of the content.
It was Layla Hack.
Cassandra asked her to hold up a sign with the words "Please help me!" scrawled on it and stood on the platform in the class.
She seemed to be asking for everybody's help.
At that moment, Layla seemed extremely paled, and she closed her eyes tightly. She was grasping the sign tightly in her hands.
Clearly, her fingernails were stabbed deeply into the paper sign.
"Friends, this is the photograph and details I designed for Layla for the fundraising campaign. Is there anything you think that I should improve on? If no, I'll report it to the department. If you think that there's not a problem with it, please reply with the number 'one' here."
Both Blondie and Felicity wrote their reply. "1!"
"..."
It was indeed that woman!
How could she crush one's dignity like that?
Gerald did not know when Layla had returned to the college. He was also unaware when the fundraising campaign started.
But Gerald knew instantly that it was Cassandra's idea, using such a tactic for fundraising and publicity purposes.
It was because Gerald was forced to do exactly the same thing by Cassandra before. She claimed that it was a way to show their compassion and improve the class's honor and reputation.
"D*mn it!"
Gerald knew exactly how Layla felt at that moment since he experienced it before.
He could not even bear that kind of humiliation. How about Layla who had much more self-esteem than he?
"Yoel, get a car. I need to return to college this instant!"
Gerald said immediately.