Chapter 330


    Gerald Crawford:The Secretly Rich Man Novel (Invisible or Poorest) Chapter 330


    It took less than ten seconds for the twins topletely bring down the ten guards. How was that even


    possible?


    “So you’ve decided to mess with the Crawfords. Youckmon sense, kid. Let’s beat some sense


    into you!” said the twins in unison as they walked toward William slowly, cold smiles on their faces.


    “D*mn it! Carl! Get them! Make sure they can’t even stand after you’re done with them!”


    William was in shock.


    Initially, he had thought that getting revenge for his woman was going to be an easy task. All he needed


    to do was to have his guards cripple Gerald. He had never anticipated that Gerald would have two


    expert bodyguards with him.


    He was now forced to order his trump card to make a move.


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    Carl was the bodyguard who had been standing behind William all this time. Though he looked


    intimidating with all the severe burn scars on his face, he began to tremble when he saw Drake and


    Tyson approaching.


    It wasn’t out of fear, but an odd emotion in his heart which he just couldn’t suppress.


    He stood in front of William.


    “You can kill me, but please let Mr. Rye leave unharmed,” said Carl calmly.


    Drake and Tyson stopped moving forward for a brief moment and looked at each other before fixing


    their gaze on Carl again.


    “D*mn it! I didn’t ask you to give yourself up to die! Beat them up already you hideous man! How dare


    you disobey me!”


    At that moment, a loud thud was heard.


    William had punched Carl directly in the cheek.


    Carl hadn’t dared to dodge and the corner of his lip began bleeding.


    “What a waste of space! Useless!” yelled Liara before she pped Carl on the other cheek.


    ‘You idiot! We ordered you to avenge us, not cover for us so we could run away!’ Liara continued to


    rage in her mind.


    “Mr. Rye, Miss Liara, please leave immediately. I am no match for them,” said Carl calmly again.


    “F*ck that! Aren’t you powerful yourself? It’s such a waste that dad kept you with us! Once we return,


    you’re going to start carrying a dustbin around with you every day and everywhere you go!”


    It had never urred to William that Carl would surrender himself so easily.


    He was bing slightly nervous now. He then pointed toward Gerald and the others.


    “Hey b*stard! I wasn’t ready today! If you’re bold enough, let’s make an appointment! We’llpete


    with each other then!”


    William had noticed that more and more people were surrounding them. He knew that he would either


    be beaten up or humiliated if he continued to stay here for any longer.


    Gerald noticed that Mr. Kendall was looking at him. Gerald knew that this meant that he was going to


    be making the final decision.


    Thinking about it, he understood Mr. Kendall’s thought process. Since he was supposedly Mr.


    Crawford’s driver, if he was in trouble, so was Mr. Crawford. He currently held the highest position to


    make the final say.


    “Sure. We can discuss the details of our matchter. You may leave, but the woman stays with us for


    now,” said Gerald with a faint smile.


    It was true that Gerald usually kept a low profile, but it did not mean that he was a fool.


    After all, he had offended the Ryes, and he could not shake that off now.


    Gerald had reached the conclusion that it was better to take them down early on so that they wouldn’t


    be able to cause further trouble in the future.


    William was a person who relied on his family’s power. Without the Ryes, he was only an ordinary


    person with no merits. Ruining him would mean nothing to Gerald.


    Hearing Gerald’s rule, Liara started bing nervous.


    “Mr. Rye! Please don’t leave me with them! Bring me along with you!”


    “Don’t worry, Liara. Just stay with them for now. I’ll rescue you soon enough so wait for me patiently!”


    said William hurriedly. He then rushed toward his car, started the engines, and left immediately. He


    didn’t even care about his pile of unconscious bodyguards lying on the ground.


    Carl nodded toward Drake and Tyson respectfully before turning around to walk toward his car.


    “Frank Dunkin!”


    Both Drake and Tyson shouted at Carl who was just about to get into his car.


    Carl’s body trembled slightly. However, he pretended not to hear.


    “D*mn! They’re so alike! He looks exactly like the guy!” Tyson said aloud, his gaze still fixed on Carl.


    “Yes, he does resemble Frank. Those eyes of his never change. But why would he ever be a


    bodyguard for such a person?”


    “I don’t know, and he clearly doesn’t want to identify himself with us!” Both of them continued to taunt


    him in low voices.


    Mr. Kendall stepped in at that moment. “That’s quite enough. We’ll talk more about this once we arrive


    at the vi. It’s high time we met Mr. Crawford. Drake, Tyson, bring that woman along!”