Chapter 934

Gerald Crawford:The Secretly Rich Man Novel (Invisible or Poorest) Chapter 934

“You…where are you headed?” asked the girl rather hesitantly as she looked at Gerald.

“Your guess is as good as mine! Once I make my stop at the Salford Province, I’ll probably continue traveling till I reach the end of the world!” replied Gerald with a smile as he revved up the engine of the off-road vehicle he was on.

It was evident that he was the one who had taken out all of Hansel’s men during the night. It was also exactly because of that that he couldn’t afford to stay here for a moment longer.

“Before you leave, tell me your name! Mine is Rainey Levington!” called out Rainey as her beautiful face blushed.

This was honestly the first time in her life that she had ever been this intimate with a guy. To her, Gerald was completely different from all the other men she had previously met. After all, Gerald had told her that he wouldn’t have any dirty thoughts of her, and Rainey could see it in his eyes that he hadn’t lied.

“Ah. Uh… Just call me Sanderson!” replied Gerald.

Upon hearing that, Rainey didn’t even have a chance to even reply before Gerald stepped on the accelerator and drove off while waving a hand.

“…Sanderson? Who the hell would even have such a name?” grumbled Rainey angrily.

She had honestly wanted to continue questioning him, but by now, Gerald was only a tiny speck in a distance.

Gerald himself began making his way through the Salford Province. Following Quest’s previous directions, he was now headed for an area near the province’s border.

The area in question wasn’t part of any country, and there was no single person in charge of it either.

Aside from a few large families sharing authority over the area, one could say that the place was as free as the heavens.

Due to that, the area was commonly known as the Heavenly City in the Triangle District.

However, due to the lack of an authoritative figure, lawlessness ran rampant within the Heavenly City’s many cities, villages, and towns.

It was simply an area infamously known for housing several major underground forces.

The Westleys themselves were seen as nothing more than wealthy businessmen around these parts.

Speaking of the Westleys, Gerald’s current plan was to head for their mansion.

Aside from potentially locating the Ginseng King, Gerald had another important reason for coming here.

With him currently unable to return to Weston for the time being, he figured that with all the crooks mixed together with honest folk here, even the Moldells would have a difficult time searching for him here. In other words, this place was Gerald’s best bet to remain undetected, and safe, at least for a little while.

Gerald didn’t plan to stay for long, however. After all, he had already made up his mind that he wouldn’t establish an open relationship with the Westleys. Their family was, after all, the only bargaining chip he had left, and it wasn’t even a long-term bargaining chip.

After driving for some time, the car finally ran out of gas. As a result, Gerald simply abandoned it, walking through the mountains instead.

It wasn’t really that hard for him since if he was thirsty, he could always just drink spring water. Even hunger wasn’t an issue since catching and roasting a wild pheasant or hare barely posed any trouble for him.

Eventually, however, a heavy downpour began. Not wanting to be completely drenched for the rest of his journey, he found a nearby cave and used it as a temporary shelter.

It was evening when the rain finally stopped and Gerald stood before the stream right outside the cave to wash his face.

However, it wasn’t long before he heard violent fighting not too far away.

Gerald simply shook his head with a wry smile. It was evident that it was a fight between two forces.

“This truly is the triangle district… I need to be more careful wherever I go now!”

Just as Gerald said that to himself, Gerald could hear the rustling of several footsteps… However, they seemed to be frantically headed toward his direction!

Squinting his eyes, Gerald counted a total of five men, all of them fully dressed in camouflage clothing.

They appeared to be desperately trying to escape from something.

“Boss!” shouted one of the men as he watched one of his more injured comrades fall to the ground.

The one who had fallen had an extremely pale complexion as the other four men quickly surrounded him.

“I… I can’t go on anymore! Just leave me behind and run! Hurry, before they arrive!”

“No! We aren’t leaving you behind, boss! We’re all brothers, remember! If we die, we die together!

Worst come to worst, we’ll just fight our way through together until we perish!” said another of the five men.

“You b*stard! What are all of you even saying! Promise me right now that you’ll all continue to live well!

I’ll stay behind to buy you some time, so please, please just hurry up and leave already!” replied their leader as he slapped one of the men who was already crying beside him.

“Beat us to death then, boss! Until you manage to do that, we won’t ever leave!”

“Seconded! We aren’t leaving no matter what!” shouted another man as all of them wiped the tears off their faces, their decisions resolute.