
At that moment, Maia said, “Actually, I'm not sure if we're friends at the moment. Even if I asked him to help me, he would most likely reject me. But I'll try it!”
He reluctantly pulled out his phone and called Gerald's number.
He feels conflicted about this. Forced to ask for help from someone he looked down upon. Not to mention the fact that he had hurt her with hurtful words in the past.
But he does need Gerald's help to solve that problem.
It did not occur to Gerald that Maia, who was as proud as a peacock, would call him at this time.
At that moment, he laughed out loud to himself.
"What's wrong?"
ask Gerald.
“Gerald, you..Do you know Mr Zartyr?” Maia's voice was very soft.
“Yes, I do know him! Just tell me what you want to say!" said Gerald lightly.
“You should be aware that we are in big trouble now. If you know her, I hope you can help introduce us to her or at least, mention our name in front of her!”
Maia's face reddened as she said that to him.
“It doesn't matter if you want me to mention it to him. But the problem is, what am I going to get out of this? Give me one good reason why I should help you.”
Gerald smiled and said.
"I…"
"How about this? You can come to the villa with Isabelle to discuss it. But only you two can enter.”
said Gerald.
"Good!"
After that, Gerald hung up the phone.
Clearly, Isabelle and the others heard their conversion.
"Ah? Maia, what do you think? Why did Gerald just ask the two of us to enter the villa? You know that I fought with him before. Not to mention many times we got into a mouth fight. I was worried about what he would do to me when I..”.
It seemed like Isabelle had thought of everything before. He then turned around, blushing in shame.
“No, he wouldn't dare to do that. I can't believe he would do anything to us. I know what kind of person he is. After we enter the villa, let me talk to him. You can stay behind me! ”
Maia thought to herself, 'Gerald, you are quite capable now, aren't you? I didn't buy it, not one bit. What can you really do?'
Both Maia and Isabelle were then taken to the villa by one of the servants who worked there.
There were more than ten servants downstairs.
The man took the two of them to the first floor.
In the big conference room.
"Trs. Crawford is there.”
The waiter said respectfully.
"Thank you!"
Maia's voice sounded nervous.
He opened the door and entered the conference room, to find that it was crowded.
Most of them were middle-aged people, and their secretaries were also there with them.
There were at least forty people sitting inside.
Almost all of the middle-aged men were well-known businessmen in Salford Province.
Maia knew some of them from reading the newspaper.
Isabelle, on the other hand, knew right away that this was all a great opportunity.
Therefore, the atmosphere became tense all of a sudden.
What made Maia and Isabelle so nervous was the fact that Gerald was sitting on the seat of honor at the conference table.
On the other hand, Mr. Zartyr sat next to Gerald.
“You should go now. I want to talk to them alone. Mr. Zartyr, remember to come back here after your business is done,” Gerald announced.
"Yes, Mr Crawford!"
The group of people got up from their seats and said in unison.
The scene made Maia and Isabelle even more frightened.
Only after they all left the room did Maia and Isabelle come to a realization from their mental fog.
Gerald smiled and looked at them. "Sit. Why are you standing there?”
"Gerald, they... Why did they call you Mr Crawford?"
Maia gulped nervously after she asked the question with a hint of disbelief in her voice.