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Gerald Crawford:The Secretly Rich Man (Invisible or Poorest) Chapter 991

Though winter in Colonel Island had passed, the entire area was still very cold. After all, it had previously snowed

heavily for three consecutive days before it finally stopped.

As a result, the chilly island was enveloped in a layer of silver.

Despite the cold, several men donning black clothes could be seen standing respectfully by the stone entrance of a

cave on the island. The men consisted of people who held high-ranks in the Soul Palace.

“Judging by the time, it should be almost done by now,” said grandpa Welson to a few leaders as a sudden strong

breeze blew snowflakes—which were beginning to fall again—into everyone’s faces.

Seconds later, rumbling could be heard as the heavy stone door was pushed open.

As everyone turned over to look, they saw an old man exiting the cave alongside a much younger one.

“Lord! Young master! Welcome back from your training!” shouted all the present men in unison and with utmost

respect.

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Daryl then laughed loudly before replying, “That’s quite enough! Go prepare the party immediately! Everyone from

the Soul Palace will enjoy ourselves thoroughly today!”

Seeing how great his mood was, Grandpa Welson simply nodded before turning to look at Gerald. It was evident

that the current young man standing before him was completely different from the one he had met half a year ago.

Gerald now had a beard and his hair looked much messier than before. His torn clothes also revealed the many

well-defined muscles on Gerald’s now greatly strengthened body.

However, those weren’t the reason why Grandpa Welson had such a fierce-looking expression on his face.

No, what he was currently feeling had stemmed from the fact that though snowflakes melted quickly upon skin-

contact for all the others there, any snow that fell on Gerald remained intact.

Grandpa Welson’s realization of that made the corner of his eyelid twitch rather rapidly.

Initially a Crawford, he had been together with Daryl for the longest time. He could still distinctly remember Daryl’s

hellish transformation all those years ago.

However, the impression Grandpa Welson now had on Gerald felt different from that distant memory. To him,

Gerald currently exuded an even greater power compared to the lord all those years ago.

Gerald’s eyes, in particular, reflected how strong, dignified, and calm he was as a person. However, by contrast,

they simultaneously hinted at a constant bloodlust as well.

As Grandpa Welson felt a chill run down his spine, Daryl himself gently patted Gerald’s shoulder as he said, “Just

head there once you’re done cleaning yourself up, Gerald.”

“Alright,” replied Gerald as he nodded before heading off to clean himself.

On his way to the bathroom, any leader of the Soul Palace whom he walked past would bow their heads to greet

him.

Upon opening the door to the large bathroom, Gerald was instantly greeted by warm steam. Inside, more than ten

women—both young and old—could be seen attending to their chores at the side.

Closing his eyes, Gerald stretched both his arms out, prompting a few of the women to go over to him and begin

massaging his shoulders. The others got busy as well, trimming his hair and giving him a well-deserved shave.

With how masculine Gerald was, none of the women could hold back from blushing.

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Once he was all clean, the women then blow-dried Gerald’s body with hairdryers before sliding a bathrobe onto

him.

“The suit you asked for has been prepared, young master…” said one of the women shyly.

“Alright. You may leave now,” replied Gerald quite placidly.

After suiting up, Gerald found himself heaving a long sigh. He had gone through great pain in the past half-year,

and after enduring through all that, his suffering could finally end today.

As he fixed his tie, Gerald suddenly heard a soft and gentle voice behind him saying, “Allow me to help you, young

master.”

Turning around to look at who had spoken, Gerald immediately found a fair and demure-looking hand reaching out

to touch his body. The hand itself belonged to a woman who was dressed rather seductively.

As Gerald gently lifted her by her chin, the woman seemed to be eagerly awaiting something.

In her mind, she was thinking that if she was able to bewitch the young master, then she would definitely be able to

improve her position in the Soul Palace. Once that happened, she would surely rise above the other beauties!

“Get. Lost!”

His immediate response was far from what she had anticipated, and it was evident that it hadn’t occurred to her

that the young master could be this aloof.

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