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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.

Felton while glaring at Gerald. Though he was angry, he no longer exuded the arrogant and domineering attitude

to kill me earlier, didn’t you, you b*stard? I’ll be killing you instead now!” shouted Monica out of the blue as

he roared, “You… You b*tch! You

of Felton’s meridians earlier, Felton couldn’t even gather the strength to

by his side before slapping him on his

at Gerald next, he

you guys truly be unafraid

this way! To think that these people were actually slapping him so much

noticed, you’re already in my hands now. Do you really think you’ll be able to stay alive long enough for you to ever talk to your grandmother again? Speaking of

they were there, he dropped Felton to the ground before kicking Felton a

before slowly swirling the fresh liquid

Monica—who had been following him closely this entire time—asked, “…What

sort of poison! It’s known as inexorable

“…And it involves water?”

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