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Gerald Crawford:The Secretly Rich Man (Invisible or Poorest) Chapter 1197
“…What… What on earth are you even talking about…?” asked Cundrie—who was still in tears—as she turned to
look at him in disbelief, unsure of what he was even going on about.
“Does he really think that he’s the real Mr. Crawford now? Do you think he’s gone cuckoo from the fear? Hahaha!”
“I know, right? He’s even made an official invitation for Miss Smith to have a chat with him at Mountain Top Villa!
What a clown!”
“Hah! Does he even have the slightest of self-awareness?!”
As several of the ladies within that hall continued spitting contemptuous remarks at Gerald, Xyon returned with a
new pair of pants on.
The moment he saw everyone mocking Gerald, he became just as excited as his son was. By that point, even
Abner’s girlfriend had forgotten the pain she had suffered from the slap earlier.
“That guy’s ruined for certain this time, dad! Not only had he impersonated Mr. Crawford’s servant earlier, but now
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇthe’s pretending to be Mr. Crawford himself! I’d like to see how he worms himself out of this one!” growled the
woman viciously.
As the situation grew more and more chaotic, the door to the large hall was slowly opened…
Following that, one of the waiters shouted, “The distinguished guest has arrived!”
Knowing that the guest in question was a person from the Crawford family, silence ensued almost instantaneously
as everyone—including Gerald and those atop the stage—turned to look at the door.
Once the two large doors were fully opened, around fifty Maybach cars could be seen parked by the red carpet
leading out of the room. Seconds later, the doors to all the cars were opened—almost simultaneously—and black-
suited bodyguards stepped out with extremely respectful stances.
As everyone remained shocked and in awe of the scene, a middle-aged man was led to the red carpet by one of
the guards, and he began calmly walking toward the crowd.
Everyone who was still seated immediately stood up as Noel and the other Snyders quickly ran toward the door to
greet the biggest of big shots within the business field.
“We’ve been awaiting your arrival for the longest time, Mr. Lyle! You’re finally here!” greeted Noel as he made a
sharp bow, prompting the other juniors of the Snyder family to do the same.
“You’re being way too cordial, Chairman Snyder… I’m only a bit late since I had to deal with a few issues first!”
replied the middle-aged man as he and the other guards began walking into the large hall.
“It’s a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Lyle!”
“Thank you for taking the time to come over, Mr. Lyle!”
As the others took turns nodding at and greeting the middle-aged man, Cundrie couldn’t help but feel—as she
looked at Mr. Lyle and his bodyguards—that the Crawford family’s presence alone was able to immediately change
the atmosphere of the area.
Even the Crawford bodyguards themselves felt simultaneously imposing and awe-inspiring. However, she, of all
people, knew that this wasn’t the time for her to admire the Crawfords.
In all honesty, Cundrie was beyond terrified now. She was afraid that someone would expose the incident that had
happened earlier. Should that happen, then the fate of the Smith family would definitely be changed.
Mrs. Smith was arguably even more afraid than her daughter was, and she kept her head low the entire time,
looking very much like a primary school student who had just made a mistake and was now waiting to be scolded by
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmthe teacher.
As they say, however, the more afraid one is of something happening, the more likely it will happen.
At that moment, Xyon took a step forward before saying, “Speaking of which, Chairman Lyle, there’s an incident I
wish to inform you about. You see, before you arrived, someone impersonated Mr. Crawford in hopes of deceiving
all of us!”
There were two reasons why he was doing this. Firstly, he wanted to show where he stood before Chairman Lyle. By
making a contribution, the Gross family could potentially earn a chance for massive development.
As for the second reason, he simply wanted to use the opportunity to get rid of that b*stard in order to avenge his
son.
“…Hmm? Is that so…?” replied Chairman Lyle as his expression instantly turned grim.
The forty over bodyguards standing behind him—who hadn’t taken their seats yet despite there being special chairs
arranged for them—found themselves frowning deeply as well. To them, Mr. Crawford was a man with
extraordinary status, and whoever dared to disrespect him had to die!
“…Have you investigated who that person is?” asked Chairman Lyle in a frigid tone.
Filled with delight—and glad that he had changed his pants earlier—Xyon then ran toward Chairman Lyle while
shouting in a clear voice…