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Gerald Crawford:The Secretly Rich Man Novel (Invisible or Poorest) Chapter 1048
Upon hearing that name, both Kort and Parker were left momentarily stupefied.

“… From what you’ve said, I’m assuming that you’re acquainted with my third uncle, Christopher, who’s also the Moldell family’s elder, correct? Still, I find it odd that he’s never mentioned a ‘Daryl’ before,” replied Kort, feeling his heart skip a beat.

Even among the other secret societies, few men knew much about the mysterious Christopher who was, in a way, the totem of the Moldell family.

As far as Kort knew, the Crawfords were simply a regular wealthy family. How on earth could Daryl have gotten acquainted with that old man?

“If I recall correctly, ‘secret societies’ like yours each have their own strict rules to abide by. A universal rule for all of you is that fact that you can’t get involved with the ordinary world all willy-nilly, no? Yet that’s exactly what you scoundrels did! What more, you even built your own family from the ground up, just to be able to meddle more with the ordinary world! You’re even bold enough to declare wanting to destroy the Crawford family! Don’t you scoundrels think that you’re looking down too much on the Moldell family’s rules?” said Daryl, ignoring Kort’s question as he headed over to the seat of honor and sat there while laughing heartily.

“…Old Master Crawford, which force do you belong to, exactly? You’re just a powerful and rich businessman, no? How is it that you know what happens within secret societies like the back of your hand?” asked Kort.

“Humph. I belong to the Soul Palace. Then again, I wonder if Christopher ever even mentioned the society to you.”

Kort, feeling his eyelids

as they looked at

a few major secret societies

usually left traces of their involvement behind so that others could come look for them if they wanted to avenge the deceased. However, nobody

incident—among the secret societies—it was natural for Kort and his

are of the Crawford family, Daryl… So that’s what you’ve been doing in the past few decades… I

did the realization of who I am,

half a year ago, my beloved third son, Jett, was kidnapped by a mysterious and powerful person in Mayberry. Up till this point, I still have no leads on where he could be or whether he’s even still alive! Adding that to the extermination of

that, the infuriated

though Daryl didn’t move an inch, Kort could feel his cheeks being slapped hard, twice! He didn’t even have a

members are nothing more than trivial scoundrels in my eyes! Being as trivial as they are, why would I ever wish to waste brain cells thinking

cupped his hurt cheeks, not daring to say another

his reaction, Dylan and the other Crawfords got particularly