Invisible Rich (The Invisible Rich Man 2)

Chapter 639

For Giya, the request was quite simple.

He understands that he is not perfect, but is he so bad that Gerald doesn't even want to see him one last time?

Still, it made her feel a little better as she was still willing to consider her help.

From her point of view as a girl, although fulfilling the request would not be entirely gratifying, it was the only way for her to completely end her relationship with Gerald.

He wasn't really trying to conspire something bad at all.

Giya just wants Gerald to do something for her. To prove that he still cares about her. With any luck, he hoped it could finally satisfy him.

That was the essence of why he made that request.

However, Gerald seemed hesitant to agree.

While she pretended to be someone else's girlfriend before in the past, the help wasn't too difficult for her to handle. That was all he could do to help his friends.

However, faking a marriage is a completely different thing. This is going to be something very difficult for Gerald to do.

Although she can choose to reject her request, she admits that she did promise to fulfill one request from him before.

Moreover, he did not hold a grudge against Giya. Gerald himself honestly still harbored his feelings of gratitude and regret towards him.

“Really, it's just a fake wedding! I won't ask for anything more after that. I need about a day to get ready, but before that, let me know. Are you willing to fulfill my request? Again, I repeat my promise that as long as you do this for me this time, I will not bother you again in the future! giya said as her eyes began to water.

“..Mmm... Um...”

After a long and torturous pause, Gerald finally nodded in agreement.

“...However, I have one condition!” added Gerald.

"Continue!" giya replied while biting her lower lip.

After considering his words for a while, Gerald finally said, "In addition to the Long and Owens families, no one else knows about fake marriages!"

"I agree with your terms!"

After saying that, he took a deep breath before putting on a grim expression on his face.

“...Alright then, Mr. Crawford. I won't take any more of your time today. It will be held tomorrow and don't worry about the arrangement. I'll handle the rest myself!”

Gerald on the other hand, lay in his bed as soon as he returned to his hotel room. He was very tired and wanted to at least rest for a moment.

One time while he was resting, he heard a knock on the door. When he opened it, he was greeted by the old man.

“Goodies!”

"Trs. Hurry along! Why are you here?" gerald asked with a subtle smile.

The old man standing before him was no ordinary person. In fact, he was no longer a beggar.

Because Mr. Quick had helped him back then, in return, Gerald treated him very well.

Not only did Gerald promise to take him back to his hometown of Salford, he even gave him money and ordered his men to take good care of him.

After getting to know him a little better, he also received the old man's name. His full name is Finnley Quick, which sounds pretty impressive.

Maybe Mr.'s age. Quick makes Gerald feel he's pretty fucked up. Gerald sometimes finds it difficult to tell which one Mr. Quick is right or wrong.

Gerald pityed him very much.

In any case, he was surprised that Mr. Quick had not returned. The old man was quite mysterious. He could precisely find Gerald wherever he was at any moment!

"You said we'd get back together!" replied Mr. Quick with a smile.

"I... Yeah, I'm going to Salford, but only tomorrow or the day after tomorrow!"

“It was pretty good in my opinion. I'll wait for you! Also, if you don't mind me being a burden, I can even help you!” The smile on Mr Quick's face remained as he said that.

“Alright, alright, I understand, Mr. Quick. For now, you should probably take a break first. I'll pay for your food from the last few days soon!” said Gerald while shaking his head with a slightly bitter smile.

“I'll be waiting for you then! Remember, either tomorrow or the day after!” replied Mr. Quick while leaving the room enthusiastically.

Naturally, Gerald would not let the old man go looking for himself.

In any case, Mr. Quick had helped him several times, and Gerald was truly grateful for his help.

He remembers being surrounded in the hotel. Suppose Mr. Quick didn't rush to save her, who knew what would happen to her?