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Gerald Crawford:The Secretly Rich Man Novel (Invisible or Poorest) Chapter 913
“…Who are you? Did Yael send you here?” asked Jasmine in a rather doubtful tone.

Though night had come, the headlights from all the cars were bright enough for those within Jasmine’s group to see how imposingly solemn the bodyguards looked as they stood behind their leader.

It was clear that these bodyguards had received only the strictest of training, and from what Jasmine knew, only a few large families could afford to hire such powerful bodyguards.

What more, it was already so late yet the men had arrived with such grandeur. How couldn’t they be Yael’s subordinates? Knowing that only served to amplify Jasmine and the others’ anxiety as they stood close to each other in preparation to either attack or run.

“Humph. Yael? Who the hell is that?” sneered the young man of a leader before adding, “I was ordered by my master to transport you away from danger, Miss Fenderson. I hope that you’ll cooperate since we really don’t have much time to spare. Come with us.”

“This master of yours… Who is he?” asked Jasmine with a slightly raised brow.

The youth, however, said nothing and simply returned into his car.

two bodyguards walked over to Jasmine’s group before saying, “Please enter the car, Miss Fenderson, and the rest of you. We’ll

others could only look at

had vicious intentions, then they would’ve definitely attacked Jasmine and her group the moment they stood before them. However, they didn’t. There was also the issue with how many powerful guards were present. Jasmine knew for a fact that none

other choice did they have but to believe

instantly began speeding down the road. It was a while later when the cars

be able to find this place easily, so you’re safe for now,” said the leader from before as he lit a cigarette while leading the group further into the place. After a brief walk, Jasmine

asked Maia gratefully as she felt her heart flutter.

not me you should be thanking. I’m just following orders from my master. Regardless, eat the food while it’s warm and get some rest. We’ll be sending

“…Um… Sir…?”

to the ground. After stepping on it—to

departure, only about a

idea who saved us…? Since the Fendersons are so powerful and influential,

before saying, “I really doubt that… After all, anyone reliable from either my or the subservient families under us had already been captured by Noah as seen earlier within the hidden room. As

to their lack of hostility this entire time, I truly believe we can let our