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Gerald Crawford:The Secretly Rich Man (Invisible or Poorest) Chapter 995
“For the love of god, give us a name!” replied Juliet who was now extremely nervous.
“I met Gerald!” exclaimed Tulip.
“…What?” replied both Heidi and Juliet as their eyes widened.
“…So what if you met him? Why are you so afraid?” asked Heidi.
“…B-because-”
However, before Tulip could say another word, Sven—the organizer of tonight’s event—stepped atop the high stage
before saying, “Do be silent for a brief moment, ladies and gentlemen.”
Raising a hand to signal everyone to keep quiet, the entire hall fell silent.
“I’ve finally returned today, ladies and gentlemen. First off, allow me to express my gratitude since despite my half-
year absence, so many of you still chose to show your support by attending this party. During the time I was away,
many things have happened. Thankfully, everything is finally over. On another note, the Sven Westmore Group’s
territory has now doubled in size compared to half a year ago! I hope you’ll all continue to lend me your support
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtfrom here on out,” announced Sven.
Though his tone sounded friendly, his vicious gaze suggested otherwise. Nobody within the hall even dared to look
at him in the eye, and that was exactly the effect Sven had wanted to achieve that night.
From tonight onward, only the Sven Westmore Group would remain in Heavenly City, and Sven wanted to make
sure that everyone bowed down to him.
Understanding that everything was going to plan, Sven couldn’t help but smile subtly as he briefly clapped his
hands. Hearing their cue, his subordinates marched into the hall—from another hall beside it—leading over ten
beautiful women in with them.
“Humph! As you can see, these are the female servants who used to work under Mr. Crawford from the Royal
Dragon Group! All of them are certainly attractive! Haha! However, I don’t think I’ll be able to properly appreciate
them… Because of that, I’m going to be auctioning all of them off tonight! Do bid all you want for any of the women
that you fancy!” announced Sven as he let out a roar of laughter.
“How absolutely cruel! Not only did he ruin the entire Royal Dragon Group, but to think that he would even go so far
as to auction off Mr. Crawford’s female servants! What a brutal man!”
“Indeed! While Mr. Crawford upheld morality and justice, Sven himself is just an inhumane beast! Looks like we’ll
have to get prepared to be exploited by him again!”
“Speaking of which, have any of you heard about what happened to the Westleys? Since they had a good
relationship with Mr. Crawford, Sven completely took over their family. What more, he even kicked all the Westleys
out of their own home! We’ll certainly lack any sense of security with a person like this being our leader!”
Several rich businessmen—who were sitting further away from the stage—were now whispering among themselves
about how unacceptable Sven’s behavior was. Though many of them were certainly angry by how much Sven had
crossed the line, nobody dared to say anything against him.
Snapping his fingers, Sven then said, “Without further ado, let the auctioning begi-”
Before his sentence could even end, however, the hall suddenly turned dim as half of the lights in it were turned off.
Following that, the projector came to life, forming a white rectangle on the large screen in the hall.
“What the hell is happening? Are the staff courting death or something?” scolded a butler as the people offstage
exchanged glances with each other before turning to look at the screen, unsure of what was even happening.
Their puzzlement immediately turned to shock when the projector began playing a video that displayed a man
pleading, “P-please don’t kill me!”
Their silence was warranted since everyone there could clearly see the face of the man in the video. It was none
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmother than Mr. Tucker Westmore himself! What more, he was crying while kneeling!
“I suggest we get my dad over so that you can talk to him in person! After all, I’m only doing all this in accordance
with his orders. Killing me would be useless! So how about it? Should I call my father over?” said Tucker in the
video, clearly terrified.
“Tucker!” shouted Sven, his eyes widened as he clenched both his fists tightly.
While nobody knew who Tucker’s assailant was, everyone was sold that whoever it was, the person must have been
extremely terrifying for Tucker to look so frightened.
As the video played on, the audience watched as Tucker crawled up and attempted to escape. However, before he
could even take a step forward, he looked like he was hit by something.
Though nobody knew what the weapon was, blood instantly began gushing out of his chest, resulting in Tucker
falling back to the ground as he twitched violently!
The true horror, however, came when someone approached the struggling man and poured fuel all over his body!
A match could briefly be seen being tossed in his direction and the next thing they knew, Tucker’s entire body was
engulfed in flames!
As his screams of agony filled the hall, one of the attendees immediately ended up vomiting! Several others soon
did the same and their legs shook violently even as they sat in place.
The few women who didn’t were so shaken up that they held onto their heads while screaming hysterically!
Once the video finally ended, the lights were switched on again.