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Gerald Crawford:The Secretly Rich Man Novel (Invisible or Poorest) Chapter 1037
“What the hell are you doing?! Help! Help m-”

Before Xavia could shout any further, Quillan covered her mouth with a white towel! Though she squirmed hard to escape his grasp, Xavia slowly felt as her vision blurred. Soon enough, she struggled no more.

At the same time, Gerald’s ears suddenly twitched in his deep slumber. Still within the dungeon, he slowly opened his eyes.

The moment he did so, his eyes briefly sparkled a fluorescent green before returning to normal a few seconds later.

It surprised Gerald, to say the least, to know that he was now able to see even the tiniest of details within the dungeon cell, despite the fact that it was almost pitch black in there.

His greatly improved hearing capability was a pleasant surprise as well. As long as he wanted to, he could now apparently hear things clearly, even if they were far away!

Sitting up, Gerald slowly got to his feet before hopping in place to get his muscles moving.

Upon looking at his skin, he realized that there were several trails of black stains oozing out of it. From what he could guess, they were impurities that had been cleansed from his body.

‘I guess they don’t call it holy blood for nothing… Not only did it stabilize my heart and temperament, but I now feel stronger than ever!’ Gerald thought to himself, overjoyed.

at this point to assume that his inner strength

planning to pay the Moldells a visit and deal with them once and for all after drinking the holy blood… To think that they actually saved me the

still needed to save

three days, his mind was far from unconscious. In fact, he was well aware of everything that was happening around him throughout that period of time. It was the reason how

night. Gerald knew he would

fact that she had risked her life just to visit him in the dungeon with her actions a year ago that ended up saving his

brows slightly, he knew those thoughts could wait. For now,

iron gate before him, Gerald placed a hand on the gate

it! Seemingly unfazed by his inhuman strength, Gerald walked out just in time to catch a person running down into

their eyes met, the person immediately stuttered, “…G-Gerald…? You… You’re

man holding the bowl of congee was

Luis as he immediately attempted to run out of

the Lovewell manor. It was exactly because of that, that he now had an innate fear of him. Adding that to the fact that he was well aware of how weak he was, there was no way in hell that he was going to stay within

had once stood, the disgusting

to realize what had just happened. Thankfully, he was dead by the time his

casually walked past the corpse as he slowly exited the dungeon. His ears were perked as he attempted to