The Secretly Rich Man

Gerald Crawford: The Secretly Rich Man Novel (Invisible or Poorest) Chapter 965

With that, the memory of the incident came to an end. Looking at Gerald, Tulip could very much tell that he was deep in thought.

Gerald himself was certainly not too excited about the fact that he was about to marry that beauty out of the blue.

However, he was also thinking about the practicality of going along with it.

Quite honestly, Tulip had made a good move in terms of advancing his plans. After all, as long as he was able to sneak into the Yowell family, then he would be able to put a stop to his vagabond lifestyle for at least a while.

However, the main issue still remained. Why did he have to get married to such a strange woman just to achieve that?

A better question yet, would his choice of actions be answerable to Mila later on?

"So, how about it? Haha! Just so you know, the marriage will only last for a year. Once that year is up, you'll need to divorce her. However! The Yowell family will be sure to present you with a massive amount of money once that happens. I see no downsides to you agreeing! After all, not only will you be set for life once the year is done, but you'll also have the title of the Yowell's son-in-law throughout the next year!" said Tulip.

"Deal!" replied Gerald instantaneously as he looked at her.

As long as he could become stronger, then he would have a higher chance to save Mila and also deal with Kort. Gerald was well aware that attempting to do so with his current strength was futile, therefore there was zero hesitance in his final decision.

"... Huh? I haven't even told you the conditions yet! How could you just agree like that?" pouted Tulip slightly, a hint of contempt in her eyes.

'Humph! And here I thought you were a gentleman of honor... In the end, you're just another money-grabbing b*stard!'

"So there are conditions... State them," replied Gerald.

"But of course there are! Well, there's only one, though it honestly shouldn't be that big of a deal for you. Regardless, the most important thing is that you understand that your marriage with my sister is akin to the relationship between an employer and an employee. Don't even dream about ever being able to go beyond that!"

"I see. What you're trying to say is that the marriage is only nominal, correct?" replied Gerald with a bitter smile on his face. Though his expression suggested otherwise, this was exactly what he wanted. "Bingo! That's pretty much the only condition so if you don't find a problem with it, then just sign the contract! Do note, however, that the wedding ceremony will be held in the next two days before my mom returns from abroad. While my dad certainly won't say much about it, my mom's a different story. She'll definitely disagree with the wedding, so we need to proceed with this quickly!"

Gerald really didn't know what sorts of tricks the sisters were up to, but he simply couldn't be bothered about them. Knowing that this was as good a chance as ever to get involved with the Yowells, Gerald immediately signed the contract.

And just like that, seven days came and went.

It was a fine morning sometime later when Juliet and Gerald got into her car.

The moment Gerald closed the door of the shotgun seat, the aloof woman who was now driving-immediately said in a cold voice, "The gathering we're attending now has been organized by my classmates who are returning from abroad today. All of them have seen much of this world, so once we're there, speak less. Understand?"

It had now been three days since their marriage and Gerald himself had moved into the Yowell family as a live-in son-in-law.

However, throughout that period, Juliet never spoke to him unless absolutely necessary. In fact, she didn't even look him in the eye most of the time.

Gerald completely understood her reasoning. After all, what was he to her but a mere tool? Then again, it wasn't like that bothered him or anything. "Got it," replied Gerald with a brief nod.

Soon, both of them arrived at a high-end hotel in Heavenly City.

"Ah, welcome, Juliet!" said a few men and women as they stood up when they saw her entering their private room.

Noticing her presence, one of the young men who was dressed in traditional attire and wore a gold watch-walked toward her before saying, "Hmm! Upon returning to the country, I heard that you got married to some teacher, Juliet! Is that the guy?"