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Gerald Crawford:The Secretly Rich Man Novel (Invisible or Poorest) Chapter 1307
“I… I really don’t know!” cried out Sierra as Felton lifted her into the air.

No matter how much he threatened her, however, Sierra simply continued denying that she knew anything. Quickly understanding that he wasn’t going to be able to get anything out from her, he then fixed his cold eyes at Sierra’s parents before asking, “And what about you two? Know anything about this?”

Seeing that both of them weren’t too keen on answering, he then held onto Sierra’s neck before slowly increasing the force of his grip.

Seeing that, both Elias and his wife—who was already crying in grief by this point—could only gnash their teeth in their panicked states.

While both of them knew for a fact that Felton was looking for Gerald—the young man who had been saved by the middle-aged man—they were extremely loyal to that man, and would never even dream of betraying him.

With that in mind, both of them simply shook their heads.

“…Humph! I see how it is! I guess you won’t fear the consequences until you get a personal taste of it! Allow me to demonstrate!” sneered Felton as slowly raised his arm…

Before lowering it again extremely quickly in a swiping motion! At that moment, everyone froze, unsure of what Felton had even done.

second later, however, Sierra’s parents’ eyes widened in horror as blood began gushing out of Sierra’s right shoulder! Her right arm had just been dismembered and was now lying

sliced clean off her body, Sierra instantly began

hand, was brimming so much with strong emotions that she ended up

bloodshot as he roared, “You… You b*stard of a

matter how much he tried to rush past the guards to attack Felton, there was simply no way that he was going to be able to get past those from the Gunter family. Soon

tell me where she had gone to get that scent on her, her

had earlier used to slice the girl’s arm off was a white knife. With it, dismembering her arm was as easy as breaking off the arm

had his head stepped on by one

bitter smile. Following that, he brought the knife close to Sierra’s neck. From the way he angled it, everyone

however, the crisp sound of metal clanging

only been less than an inch away from Sierra’s neck just a split second ago—was now no longer in

fast. All he remembered was seeing a white light intersect

see the knife flying in

wide enough for at least seven people to