Chapter 1005

Gerald Crawford:The Secretly Rich Man Novel (Invisible or Poorest) Chapter 1005

“Plus…? Also, hold on, young man. Are you being serious here?” replied the old man, his eyes widened in shock.

Gerald simply shook his head before asking the old man for his bank account number with a smile on his face. After a brief call, the old man was left utterly shocked five minutes later when he saw that seven hundred and seventy thousand dollars truly had been banked into his account.

“T-thank you, young man!” said the old man as he smiled broadly. His joy was no surprise. After all, he would never have dreamed that he would actually be able to sell that iron plaque for such a high amount.

Gerald himself had bought the item since though the plaque didn’t look like anything special, there was simply something extraordinary about it. It gave Gerald a similar feeling to when he had first laid his eyes upon the picture of the sun half a year ago.

It may have only been a gut feeling, but Gerald chose to believe it.

At that moment, a group of people—consisting of both foreigners and locals who were dressed in luxurious attire—began walking toward Gerald and the old man.

When they were in front of the duo, another old man wearing traditional clothes smiled as he said, “I wonder if you’ll allow me to have a look at that iron plaque in your hand, mister…”

Seeing this, the old man who had sold the iron plaque immediately began fearing that his money would be taken away from him. As a result, he quickly left the scene, not daring to linger for any longer.

Gerald, on the other hand, simply handed the iron plaque over to the other old man as he said, “Sure.”

Gently taking it from Gerald, the old man in traditional garb held the iron plaque in his hands before slowly caressing its surface. It didn’t take long for his expression to suddenly change drastically.

“What is it, Mr. Snyder?” asked one of the foreigners who appeared to be the leader of the group.

“Well, for one, this iron plaque certainly isn’t an ordinary object! I’ll be frank and say that there’s actually a holy spirit surrounding it!” replied Mr. Snyder as his hands quivered slightly.

The moment the foreigner heard that, his mood was instantly lifted as he turned to look at Gerald before saying, “How much did you pay for this? I’ll pay fifty times that price for this iron plaque!”

Hearing that, Gerald turned to look at Mr. Snyder. So it turned out that this old man was equally as insightful as he was.

Regardless, even if the foreigner had upped the price to five thousand times more than what he had initially paid, Gerald wasn’t letting go of the plaque.

“I appreciate the offer, but I’m not selling it,” replied Gerald as he took the iron plaque back from Mr.

Snyder.

Not hearing the response he wanted, the foreigner frowned before turning to look at a youth who was standing by his side. The youth himself looked to be around twenty-six and wore quite luxurious clothes, just like the rest of the people within the foreigner’s group.

Sensing his cue, the youth shook his head and smiled before saying, “If you aren’t aware, I go by the name of Zolton Lovewell, and I’m the main organizer of today’s event, mister. I’m also the young master of the Lovewell family, so I truly suggest that you just sell it. Think about how you’ll be able to lead a comfortable life without worries once you get the money!”

As Gerald looked at Zolton’s subtle smile, he simply replied, “Again, I appreciate the offer, but I’m not selling it.”

With that, Gerald nodded slightly at the group before attempting to leave with the iron plaque.

Before he could leave, however, an old man with white hair—who had also been standing close to Zolton this entire time—stepped in front of Gerald, preventing him from leaving.

Looking at him, Gerald could see that the rather extraordinarily imposing man’s irises looked somewhat triangular. Squinting his eyes slightly, Gerald realized that the white-haired man had eyes similar to those of a poisonous snake.

It was evident to Gerald at that point that the man blocking his way truly had inner strength. So it seemed that the long history that the Lovewells had established within the Logan Province had allowed them to build up a truly extraordinary background.

“What could this possibly mean, Mr. Lovewell?” asked Gerald as he turned around to look at Zolton.

In response, however, Zolton simply turned to look away as the old, white-haired man grabbed Gerald’s wrist firmly.

As he tightened his grip, he coldly said, “As mentioned before, he was willing to up the price by fifty times of what you paid. How could you still be dissatisfied with that, mister?”

Even before the old man’s sentence had ended, he was already surging a secret strength toward Gerald’s body!

‘You’re truly overestimating your capabilities!’ Gerald thought to himself with a sneer before waving his hand in an indifferent manner. Just by making that simple gesture, Gerald was able to break off the old man’s inner strength!

Realizing what had just happened, the old man stared at Gerald in panic as he staggered a few steps backward.

“I told you, I’m not selling it. Please don’t continue pestering me,” said Gerald as he walked off.

“…Are you truly sure that the plaque is a treasure, Mr. Snyder? I couldn’t sense anything from it!” said the foreigner with a frown as he watched Gerald walk off.

Taking out a compass, Mr, Snyder then replied, “The compass was the one that led us here, so I’m positive that the iron plaque is what it was pointing at. In fact, the compass is now pointing in the direction where the young man had gone! There’s no question about it!”

“I see. If you’re that sure, Mr. Snyder, then we definitely have to get our hands on that plaque no matter what!” said Zolton as he rested his hands against his back.

It was then when he finally realized that the white-haired man had a flabbergasted expression on his face.