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Chapter 1342

Gerald Crawford:The Secretly Rich Man Novel (Invisible or Poorest) Chapter 1342
“Chance? Whatever could you be talking about?” asked Gerald as he looked at Felton—who was still lying on the ground—before clapping his hands.

“Well, if you let me off today, I’ll tell my grandmother not to come over and make things difficult for those living in this shantytown! If you don’t, well… My grandmother will surely cause a bloodbath to happen here!” replied Felton.

“I’m not sure what delusions you’re having, but I only told Leo not to kill you immediately since letting you die like this would surely minimize your grandmother’s suffering! Now that would be a true pity!” sneered Gerald with a smile.

The second he saw Gerald’s menacing smile, Felton felt as if his entire body—and possibly even his spirit—froze.

Seconds later, he stammered, “…W-what exactly do you mean by that…?”

“Believe me when I say that I’ve been wondering how to deal with you throughout my journey here. In the end, I’ve concluded that you’re still slightly useful to me. With that in mind, I can’t just allow you to die so easily! Whatever the case is, go clean up the scene first, Leo! You can leave this kid to me!” ordered Gerald as Leo immediately began properly disposing of the many fresh corpses.

Gerald, on the other hand, went ahead and retrieved the Dead Annie from Felton’s hand. Unlike the previous instances of the flower, however, this one looked like it was made out of pure gold.

“What exactly is this, Mr. Gunter?” asked Gerald.

at Gerald. Though he was angry,

now!” shouted Monica out of the blue as she

in his eyes as he roared, “You… You b*tch! You must truly be tired of living! Don’t you know that I hate being slapped

several of Felton’s

Gerald squatted by his side before slapping him on his other

at Gerald next, he was immediately greeted by

as he said, “…Could you guys truly be unafraid of death? I’ll be sure to have my grandmother kill all of you if it’s the

treat him this way! To think

long enough for you to ever talk to

Felton to the ground before

that, Gerald began filling three bowls with water before

him closely this entire time—asked,

sort of poison! It’s

“…And it involves water?”

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