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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.

hand, simply handed the iron plaque over to the other old man as he

garb held the iron plaque in his hands before slowly

one of the foreigners who appeared to be the

isn’t an ordinary object! I’ll be frank and say that there’s actually a holy spirit surrounding it!” replied Mr. Snyder as his hands

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

turned out that this old man

foreigner had upped the price to five thousand times more than what he had initially paid, Gerald wasn’t letting go of

Gerald as he took the iron plaque back from Mr.

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 the people within

his head and smiled before saying, “If you aren’t aware, I go by the name of Zolton Lovewell, and I’m the main organizer of today’s event, mister. I’m also the young master of the Lovewell family, so

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

slightly at the group before attempting

old man with white hair—who had also been standing

could see that the rather extraordinarily imposing man’s irises looked somewhat triangular. Squinting his eyes

the man blocking his way truly had inner strength. So it seemed that the long history that the Lovewells had established within the Logan Province had allowed them to build up a

this possibly mean, Mr. Lovewell?” asked Gerald as he turned around to look at