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Gerald Crawford:The Secretly Rich Man Novel (Invisible or Poorest) Chapter 1005
“Plus…? Also, hold on, young man. Are you being serious here?” replied the old man, his eyes widened in shock.

Gerald simply shook his head before asking the old man for his bank account number with a smile on his face. After a brief call, the old man was left utterly shocked five minutes later when he saw that seven hundred and seventy thousand dollars truly had been banked into his account.

“T-thank you, young man!” said the old man as he smiled broadly. His joy was no surprise. After all, he would never have dreamed that he would actually be able to sell that iron plaque for such a high amount.

Gerald himself had bought the item since though the plaque didn’t look like anything special, there was simply something extraordinary about it. It gave Gerald a similar feeling to when he had first laid his eyes upon the picture of the sun half a year ago.

It may have only been a gut feeling, but Gerald chose to believe it.

At that moment, a group of people—consisting of both foreigners and locals who were dressed in luxurious attire—began walking toward Gerald and the old man.

When they were in front of the duo, another old man wearing traditional clothes smiled as he said, “I wonder if you’ll allow me to have a look at that iron plaque in your hand, mister…”

Seeing this, the old man who had sold the iron plaque immediately began fearing that his money would be taken away from him. As a result, he quickly left the scene, not daring to linger for any longer.

other hand, simply handed the iron plaque over to the

garb held the iron plaque in his hands before

it, Mr. Snyder?” asked one of the foreigners who

isn’t an ordinary object! I’ll be frank and say that there’s actually a

foreigner heard that, his mood was instantly lifted as he turned to look at Gerald before saying, “How much did you pay for this? I’ll pay fifty times

So it turned out that this old man was equally as

upped the price to five thousand times more than what he had initially paid,

replied Gerald as he

the response he wanted, the foreigner frowned before turning to look at a youth who was standing by his side. The youth himself looked to be around twenty-six and wore quite luxurious clothes, just like the rest of

I go by the name of Zolton Lovewell, and I’m the main organizer of today’s event, mister. I’m also the

smile, he simply replied, “Again, I appreciate the offer, but I’m not selling

the group before attempting to leave with

standing close to Zolton this entire time—stepped in front of Gerald, preventing him from

irises looked somewhat triangular. Squinting his eyes slightly, Gerald realized that the white-haired man had eyes similar to those of

that the long history that the Lovewells had established within the Logan Province had allowed them to

mean, Mr. Lovewell?” asked Gerald as he turned