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Gerald Crawford:The Secretly Rich Man (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!”

Xyrielle had her reasons for not choosing to greet Gerald.

Even as a child, 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 on.

Despite having all the power in the world, Xyrielle wasn’t the happiest girl on the planet by a longshot. After all, due

to certain rules in her family, she had lost the opportunity to choose her own lover.

Even so, Xyrielle was very reluctant to heed to that rule. After all, she had never experienced love before. With that

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 her love fortune.

In response, the fortune-teller told her that her love would appear soon.

Upon hearing that, Xyrielle had cherished the thought and instantly began dedicating all of her energy to look for

the person she would eventually fall for.

While it was true that Gerald had caused her 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

throughout the day to go for Stetson instead.

Eventually, she gave in, and Xyrielle was now convinced that the person she loved was actually Young Master

Laidler. With any luck, she hoped that his feelings for her would slowly bloom after getting into contact with each

other.

With that said, she also chose not to greet Gerald since she felt that both of them were from two completely

different worlds.

Regardless, after nodding at Mr. Babel, Xyrielle then headed toward Young Master Laidler who was still making his

way through the crowd.

Seeing that, Xaverie made a mocking face at Gerald before saying, “See that, Gerald? You don’t really have a

chance anymore so just give up already!”

Watching as Xaverie chased after Xyrielle, Gerald simply scratched the back of his head, 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 here today, and

who better to start with than Stetson.

From what he could see, despite being surrounded by a large crowd, Stetson appeared extremely cold and

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 worthy of being in the presence of someone as extraordinary as

he was.

He simply couldn’t understand how these people—who were so small and insignificant—could actually have the

dignity to continue living in this world despite being so worthless?

After all, this world should only belong to strong people like him, right? These were the thoughts that Stetson tended

to obsess over when he saw people like these.

His train of thought was cut short when a servant—who had been following Stetson by his side—whispered, “Miss

Xyrielle Waddys is here, Young Master Laidler!”

Upon hearing that, Stetson slowly opened his eyes… and when he did, he realized that Xyrielle looked as pretty as a

fairy…

As his eyes brightened up slightly, Xyrielle found herself blushing slightly as she said, “I’ve heard many great things

about you, Young Master Laidler! My name is Xyrielle!”

Xyrielle herself had a look of admiration in her eyes as she looked at the incredible and spirited young man standing

before her.

As she extended her hand to shake his, Stetson barely hesitated when he reached out as well to shake her hand.

While they did so, Xyrielle felt slightly confused. Even after making skin contact, her heart wasn’t throbbing in the

slightest… Why was that?