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Chapter 543

Chapter 543

Gerald Crawford:The Secretly Rich Man Novel (Invisible or Poorest) Chapter 543 “What’s wrong?” Gerald asked her, taken aback.

Queenie said, “Are you free tomorrow?”

“Why? I may have to go and buy some ingredients tomorrow.”

The day after tomorrow was his birthday. Mrs. Winters was going to cook a meal, so he could not afford to let her go out there by herself and use her own money to buy the ingredients. He wanted to make sure that he bought the ingredients himself.

Queenie sneered.

“You’ve been eating what my grandpa and grandma have been eating for these past few days. Why the sudden need to go and buy the ingredients? By the way, your birthday is the day after tomorrow, isn’t it? So anyways, buying ingredients shouldn’t be that much of a hassle. Now, I have something good awaiting you. Just put all other things aside.”

“Wow, you’ve actually got something good in store for me?” Gerald chuckled bitterly and sarcastically.

Although he grew up with Queenie, she had always been unfriendly toward Gerald since they were kids, even until now as grown-ups. Her siblings always bullied him.

Gerald greatly resented them when he was young. But as years passed, he just took it with a pinch of salt and would only be slightly angry if Queeny condemned him.

Usually, he would not bear grudges against her. It was all for the sake of Mr. and Mrs. Winters.

Queenie smirked.

“What do you mean by that? You don’t even know how nice I’m to you. We’re going to the hot springs in Fuenti tomorrow to enjoy ourselves. We want to bring you along. We haven’t even gotten a chance to bring you out for any fun ever since you got back. Now Fuenti has been developed for tourism. That place is rather nice now!”

“Wow, you’re actually being so nice and taking me out to have fun?” Gerald raised his eyebrows.

Fuenti was the town where Bianca was at. That quaint little town was beside mountains and rivers.

Those were some of the reasons for the development.

Gerald wanted to go there too to just take some time to have fun.

But he was rather puzzled as he was being invited by Queenie all of a sudden.

“Nonsense! So are you coming or what? I’ll even treat you to a meal.”

Queenie hugged her shoulders and exclaimed smugly.

Gerald shook his head. “Forget it. Thank you! I’m not going!”

“Huh? What?” It did not occur to Queenie that Gerald would reject her.

‘Shouldn’t he feel scared but honored, given his personality?’ She wondered, her brows crunched up in displeasure.

“Queenie, is Gerald here? Eh? Why are you guys standing outside when you’re home? Hurry up! Lunch is ready. Come in and have lunch now. We can talk about the progress of that incident too.”

At that same time, Mr. Winters had walked out of the house and beckoned for both Gerald and Queeny to enter.

But Queenie looked cold, and she did not budge.

“What’s wrong, Queenie? Who offended you again, since you’re such an arrogant and young woman?” Mr. Winters smiled bitterly.

She sneered. “Who else could it be? It’s Gerald!”

“Nonsense! Why would Gerald offend you?”

“But it’s true! I tried to be nice to him; I invited him to have some fun in Fuentin. But looks like he’s unwilling to accept my kind offer. He said that he wouldn’t go!”

Queenie replied.

“Gerald, if that’s true, why not just go and have some fun with Queenie. She may just want to have a good time with you. The scenery at the hot springs is rather nice. If you’re not occupied or busy, just go.”

Mr. Winters did not think that there was anything wrong with that. He felt that his granddaughter had finally come to her senses.

Seeing how Gerald and Queenie were getting along with each other well, Mr. Winters was undoubtedly more than happy.

“Ahh… fine. I’ll go tomorrow then.”

Hearing how Mr. Winters had put it, Gerald did not say anything more and simply agreed.

“Hmph!”

Queeny rolled her eyes at Gerald before entering the house.

He might not be able to go and get the ingredients the next day since he was to go out with Queenie, so Gerald went to the local supermarket that afternoon itself to buy them instead.

The next day.

It was early in the morning, and Queenie took Gerald along to their said destination.

She drove a Passat, and it was his father’s car.

She then took Gerald along and started their journey toward Fuentin.

Gerald definitely did not want to take the seat beside the driver.

He felt that it was rather stuffy in the car.