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Gerald Crawford:The Secretly Rich Man Novel (Invisible or Poorest) Chapter 883
“Uncle Quick, what do I need to learn?” Gerald asked.

“You have to learn everything that I know. You can slowly take your time. Gerald, your physique is actually not that bad. For the past seven days, I have been picking specific medicinal herbs for you to take a bath in so that you can recoup your strength and vitality. Besides that, I will also perform acupuncture on you. Don’t worry! Under my guidance, it won’t be long before you become a master!”

“You’ve been doing that for me for the past seven days?”

Gerald was really touched when he heard this sentence.

After all, his attitude back when he first met Finnley was not great. To think that the old man was willing to go to such great lengths just to help him. The man was actually concerned about his well being.

Finnley was not his biological grandfather, but Gerald felt that he was much closer to him compared to his own grandfather.

At this moment, there was nothing Gerald wished for more than to live up to Finnley’s expectations.

So, Gerald continued staying in the village, learning all sorts of skills from Finnley.

In a blink of an eye, half a year had already passed…

a secret room in the

it? Still

the past six months, Dylan seemed to

hair was already

face continued to be soaked in

back then. However, we came under attack in Salford Province. I stayed behind to cover Mr. Crawford and shield him from our enemies. All that I know is that he had already gone to a village to look for an old man whose last name is Quick. Miss Queta told me the old man’s address. I have already visited the place a few times but the house had already been vacant a long time

past six months, instead, he had been scouring the continent

past six months, Gerald seemed to have completely vanished

the need for him to leave our family! We don’t even know if

also crying as she comforted her

fact that that bastard, KortMoldell is searching all over for him! How

more she spoke, the more upset

they’re nothing but excuses, right? Gerald would have become his bargaining chip because he knows that we would compromise and give in for

is right. Don’t worry. I believe in our son. He will be fine. Queta, help your aunt back to her room! Let her get some rest,” Dylan

Queta’s face.

then. Resume your duties. I’d like to have some time alone!”

Dylan clasped his hands together and a worried expression surfaced on his

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