Invisible Rich (The Invisible Rich Man 2)

Chapter 954

After seeing all those luxury cars, all the women there were even more jealous when they learned that Quinlan was actually involved with the five powers.

“Why don't you work with your group alone?” ask another colleague.

"Ha huh! I would rather not work in Talgo City now because of all the chaos created by the newly established Royal Dragon Group. The five powers are all obeying the group now, you know? In addition, my father told me that it would be better for me to go out and try to make a living for myself first, ” replied Quinlan while shaking his head with a bitter smile on his face.

Hearing that, Marjorie smiled faintly. To think that Quinlan was already so steady and mature!

“Your father has a point, Mr. Yoxon. After all, you are still young so who knows? Maybe you will be able to pioneer a new way out by being a little more adventurous and making your own living here!” marjorie said with a smile as she approached Quinlan.

"I agree!"

The girls were now inching closer towards Quinlan as he detailed the recent major incidents that had occurred in Talgo City and Heavenly City.

As they chatted happily, Gerald could only laugh bitterly while shaking his head to the side. He had long since gotten used to scenes like this.

Seeing that Gerald was now being ignored, Quinlan found himself becoming extremely arrogant.

Since Gerald didn't have a lecture to attend in the morning, he just sat in the office the whole time until noon arrived.

Ahead of lunchtime, Gerald turned to look at Marjorie— who was sitting next to him— before saying with a smile, “How about we go to the cafeteria now, Miss Swift? My treatment."

He only took the initiative to take her out to eat because he was the one who invited her out for lunch this morning. After all, Gerald was new and unfamiliar with the layout of the university.

Moreover, he did not really have any other unnecessary thoughts.

“Sorry, Mr. Crawford, but I have business to take care of during the day. I'm afraid I can't join you this time, ” replied Marjorie while

"I understand. I'll be there myself then, ” Gerald said as he nodded at her before leaving.

While the Heavenly City was undoubtedly a chaotic place, it was also equipped with all the essentials such as medical institutions, educational institutions, and so on.

Upon entering the cafeteria, Gerald bought some bread, sausages, and salad before sitting at one of the empty tables to enjoy his meal.

It had been quite a while since the last time he had been able to enjoy such a life, and he found himself thinking that being an educator at university and living a quiet life was far more preferable than being the boss of Whistler and the others.

Smiling bitterly as he thought about it, he then wondered how long he would even be able to live such a peaceful and calm life.

As he sighed before continuing to eat, Gerald heard a male voice say, “It seems like no one is sitting there, Marjorie. Let's go!”

"I'm afraid it's the VIP area ... You have to pay to sit there!"

"Ha huh! Its alright. If only we didn't need to rush for the meeting later, I would definitely take you to lunch!”

Looking up, Gerald already knew that the voices were none other than Marjorie and Quinlan.

So it turns out that Marjorie's 'mortage' is actually just her who wants to go out and eat with Quinlan. Knowing that made Gerald smile somewhat wryly.

It was evident at the time that both Quinlan and Marjorie had seen Gerald. After all, he was sitting in a rather quiet corner beside the VIP area, making it protrude like a sore thumb.

Since it was a status symbol if one could dine in the VIP area, people usually avoided where Gerald was sitting if they could.

Realizing that Quinlan was looking at him with disdain, Gerald simply lowered his head and continued eating.

Marjorie, on the other hand, now felt a bit awkward because she knew for sure that Gerald had noticed her. After all, he clearly remembered taking her to lunch earlier. Even so, he had lied to her, claiming that she had affairs to settle. She was there with Quinlan clearly indicating that she went to lunch with him instead.

Any girl would feel embarrassed to some extent if they were placed in her shoes at this time.

Straightening her hair, Marjorie quickly averted her gaze before nodding with a faint smile as she looked towards Quinlan.

"Hmm? Isn't that Mr Crawford? Why is he sitting there?” ask the voice of the woman at that moment.