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Gerald Crawford:The Secretly Rich Man Novel (Invisible or Poorest) Chapter 1480
The shouts weren’t all that far away, and while it had been extremely packed in that area just seconds ago, everyone had already formed a path in the middle.

Of course, the person they were all aweing at was none other than Stetson, the young man whom Gerald had noticed when he was at the university back then! To think that he’d make an appearance here at Heartstone Manor as well…

Then again, it wasn’t all that surprising since people who were training to attain spiritual enlightenment were all flocking to the manor with various methods anyway. With that said, Stetson—who was commonly referred to as the ‘training boy’—was naturally also a person training to attain spiritual enlightenment. From what Gerald had heard, Stetson had already opened up his spiritual roots at the age of three, and that knowledge only solidified the fact that Stetson was someone with authentic talent.

Even when it came to strength, Gerald could estimate that he was as strong as Julian, a person who had trained to attain spiritual enlightenment! With that in mind, Stetson could very well already be a Rank-one Master.

Regardless, it really wasn’t a surprise that his arrival would cause such a massive sensation within Heartstone Manor. It probably wasn’t even a stretch to claim that he was the most high-profiled person there. Either way, it was also quite obvious—by this point—that he had a very powerful force backing him up.

As Gerald continued observing the scene, he suddenly heard a respectful voice say, “Master has already instructed you to go meet Young Master Laidler once he arrives…!”

Turning to see who had said that, Gerald saw that it had come from an old man who was standing next to Xyrielle. Appearance-wise, the old man looked to be an extremely kind person who was probably around the age of eighty. Aside from the small mole on his face, his most distinguishable feature was his beard that fell all the way down to his chest.

As the old man took notice of Gerald and glanced at him, Xyrielle simply nodded and—after thinking for a brief moment before finally dismissing the idea of greeting Gerald—replied, “I understand, Mr. Babel!”

her reasons for not choosing

Xyrielle had lived a noble life as the eldest young lady of the Waddys family. Be it financial power or strength, the powerful Waddys had it, which meant that she had always been living a near-unimaginable life, at least to commoners. Aside from the moon and the stars, there truly wasn’t much else that Xyrielle couldn’t get her hands

planet by a longshot. After all, due to certain rules in her family, she had lost the opportunity to

in mind, she felt the need to experience what it felt like to be in love, which was why she had asked the fortune-teller—whom she had met by a river—to tell her

told her that

dedicating all of her energy to look for

heart to palpitate every time she saw him, it was quite obvious that he wasn’t the one she was looking for. After all, her good friends had been accompanying and persuading her

the person she loved was actually Young Master Laidler. With any luck, she

chose not to greet Gerald since she felt

Young Master Laidler who

Gerald before saying, “See that, Gerald? You don’t really have a chance anymore

wondering what that girl was even going on about. Whatever the case was, it’s not like it mattered to him. After all, his focus here today was to get a good look at all the people—who were training to attain spiritual enlightenment—gathered

arrogant. Whenever he looked at anyone, he made sure to squint his eyes as well. It was almost as though he was viewing everyone as mere ants. Ants that weren’t