Gerald Crawford:The Secretly Rich Man Novel (Invisible or Poorest) Chapter 1174
Getting his father’s approval, the young man then began walking toward Gerald and with a contemptuous tone, he scorned, “I hope that you know that there is only submission when it comes to our sacred Holy Witchcraft, young man! There’s never been room for any negotiation in the past, nor will there ever be any in the future! With that in mind, since you’re clearly here to seek a compromise, you’re already in the wrong! Due to that, I’ll personally teach you a lesson you won’t ever forget! We’ll see if you’ll finally tell my father what he wants to know once I’m done with you!”

 

After a booming laugh, he then launched himself toward Gerald!

Gerald, however, was now much faster than him. In one swift move, he grabbed hold of the young man’s head before tearing it right off his body!

The others could only widen their eyes in disbelief as the decapitated body—that was now spurting a fountain of blood from the neck—flopped to the ground.

“…W-what?!” roared Hendrik as Gerald tossed his son’s head—which still retained a frozen expression of shock—to the side.

At that moment, nobody at the table dared to even make a move in their immense shock. Hendrik himself was simultaneously flabbergasted, distressed, and extremely heartbroken by the sudden turn of events.

Not too long after, he managed to snap out of it and the second he did, he immediately stood up trembling. The immensely distressed man felt great pain from his aching heart as he cried out, “M-my son…!”

possess such great strength! However, it was far too

already killed his only

states and immediately began scattering to get out of there! Even the servant—who had earlier been trying to

hand

he was now still standing in place, the others watched in horror as a strange red mist began seeping out of every orifice on his body! By the time Gerald’s attack was done, the young servant’s body appeared to have been sucked dry and was now nothing but a shriveled up

all this, everyone’s

They needed to get the

that was the only thought in the minds of those who were earlier playing cards

that Gerald was here to have his revenge on Hendrik, and though he was a good friend of theirs whom they could play cards with, there was no way in hell they were staying to die with him here today,

directions, hoping to escape, it was a futile effort, to say the least. After all, Gerald had already planned to

they could wait. After all, Chester’s murderer was now

now standing right before him—Gerald recalled how Chester’s death had filled Gerald with immense sadness and guilt. After all, he had only died to

wanted all of

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