Chapter 915

Gerald Crawford:The Secretly Rich Man Novel (Invisible or Poorest) Chapter 915

The entire yard was filled with corpses regardless of gender!

As if the horrific scene wasn’t enough, the heavy rain had caused the yard to stagnate with a strikingly crimson liquid…

Shaking in utter fear, another flash of lightning notified the servant of the presence of someone else in the yard…

His eyes had already adjusted to the darkness by now, so when the servant turned to look at the person standing in the middle of the yard with an umbrella in hand, he swore on his life that he had just seen a demon in the flesh.

As the demon of a man turned to look at him, the servant became petrified in place, unable to even move his legs even though the demon—who had his other hand in his pocket—was now walking toward him.

In fact, he was so terrified that he couldn’t even let out the tiniest whimper.

After what seemed like forever, the servant was surprised to see that the horrifying person had quite a handsome face. However, his surprise turned to fear again the moment he realized how feral the person’s eyes were.

The demon’s eyes alone reflected his bloodlust, and they were enough to make the servant hold his breath in fear as the man finally stood before him.

Closing his umbrella upon reaching the manor’s porch, the demonic man shook it slightly before asking in a contrastingly kind voice, “Are the rest in here?”

Not knowing whether the dark stains on the umbrella were truly blood or just a trick of his eyes, the servant then replied in a stuttering voice, “Y-yes! They’re all inside!”

“Thank you. Do hold on to this for me,” said the youth as he handed the umbrella over to the servant.

“…V-very well…” replied the servant, trembling vigorously as he watched the demon walk further into the manor.

“A toast to the partnership among the Longs, Moldells, and Schuylers! Together, nobody in the world will be able to take us down! Haha! While celebrating, let’s discuss the progress of tracking Gerald down, shall we?” said Noah as he laughed loudly.

“Honestly, Quentin and Trey, ever since the Longs asked us to help look for Gerald, my dad’s been in hot pursuit of him this entire time. If Gerald hadn’t had someone protecting him so viciously back then, I’m sure my dad would’ve already captured him half a year ago. Uncle Berk is well aware of that fact too,” added Yael.

Hearing that, Berk nodded in agreement.

“Indeed. We’re well aware that the Schuylers have been going all out in their hunt for Gerald this entire time!” said Quentin Trey then added, “Worry not, we’ve already informed Jett about your family’s contributions. We’re certain he’ll remember all your help!”

“I’m glad to hear that! I hope that you’ll both compliment us more in Jett’s presence in the future! But enough of that for now. Let’s have another toast!” announced Noah as he raised his wine glass.

As a brief silence ensued while everyone drank from their glasses, slow echoes of footsteps could suddenly be heard coming from a distance in the corridor outside.

“Hmm? Could the lady finally be here?” asked one of the guests.

“Doesn’t sound like high heels so I don’t think so!” replied Noah with a bitter smile.

Eventually, the footsteps came to a halt right outside the door. With a long creak, the slowly opening door finally revealed the face of the demonic youth.

“…Y-you’re!-” said Noah aloud as his frown turned to an expression of utter delight.

“Who is that?” asked one of the guests.

“Haha! He’s Gerald!” announced Yael as he immediately stood up in excitement.

“What? That’s him?” said both Quentin and Trey as they looked at the youth standing at the door, stunned.

“That’s him alright. That b*stard ruined my two nephews… How bold of you to take the initiative to come here alone!” roared Berk as even he stood up in a rage.

“Courting death, are we? Capture him!” ordered the Quentin and Trey duo as the other two subordinates of the Moldell family sprang into action!