Chapter 488


    Gerald Crawford:The Secretly Rich Man Novel (Invisible or Poorest) Chapter 488


    “Who is causing trouble?” questioned the young man.


    When Warrick saw the young man, he was shocked. “It’s really you, Jaxon the Great! I am Warrick, and


    I was just hanging around the area. This is all a misunderstanding!”


    Jaxon had been invited to sing at a karaoke bar next to Johnsbury Bistro. He initially thought that it


    would not be right for him not to help Waylon at all after receiving so many favors from Waylon’s family.


    With that thought in mind, he decided toe over in person to take a look.


    “So, what should I do now then? Waylon, you’re not injured, are you?”


    Jaxon asked.


    “I am not injured, brother! No worries.”


    Waylon walked over to Jaxon and took out a cigarette before handing it over to Jaxon as he lit it up for


    him.


    Just as Jaxon had a few drags of the cigarette, it fell right to the ground.


    “Brother, what’s wrong?”


    Waylon asked curiously.


    “You… you are here?”


    Jaxon asked as he looked at Gerald, who was sitting down at the table in astonishment.


    He was very clear about who Gerald was. As one of those directly involved in the organization, he was


    certain about Gerald’s true identity.


    Gerald, on the other hand, had always thought that Jaxon was a sincere and upright man. He failed to


    fathom how he was acquainted with someone like Waylon, who only liked to loaf around.


    “Yes!”


    Gerald replied as he nodded.


    Milo, who was standing by the side, also wanted to be able to speak to Jaxon. He then scurried


    towards Jaxon as he said softly, “Jaxon the Great, that is the kid that we were going to beat up today!”


    “What? Are you saying that the person that you wanted to beat up…is him?” Jaxon asked in shock.


    “Yes. Brother, this kid actually offended your godbrother! And that’s equivalent to offending me too.


    Watch me. I am going to hit him now!”


    Jaxon’s expression was difficult to read at that very moment.


    Warrick started to make his way towards Gerald to beat him up.


    Seeing that, Jaxon suddenly lifted his foot and tripped Warrick, who weighed more than eighty


    kilograms.


    Warrick instantly fell to the ground with a loud thud.


    “Damn it! You are so rude and disrespectful! I will put an end to you today!”


    As a chauffeur, Jaxon could naturally fight very well.


    This group of people actually wanted to beat Mr. Crawford up? Wouldn’t that mean that he was


    assigned to beat Mr. Crawford up too?


    What a recipe for disaster!


    Waylon was taken aback too. Didn’t they already agree that Jaxon would just hit Warrick lightly? Why


    was Jaxon really beating him up?


    “Brother, why are you…”


    p!


    Jaxon raised his hand and gave Waylon a huge p.


    “D*mn it! You reckless fool!”


    Jaxon roared as he raised his leg and kicked Waylon aside too.


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    Xe and everyone else in the room gasped, dumbfounded by the scene.


    “What’s going on? Didn’t Waylon call Jaxon over here to help him? Why is he beating up the people


    from both sides?”


    Francesca gripped Cindy’s hand tightly. She knew that they could not afford to offend anyone who was


    here today.


    Waylon’s face was swelling badly as he quivered and asked, “Brother, why did you hit me?”


    Waylon felt so aggrieved and wronged that he started crying immediately.


    Everything was supposed to be really straight forward today. He simply wanted Jaxon to cooperate with


    Warrick so that he could show off a little. They could beat Gerald up together then.


    But the tables had turned, and both Warrick and himself got beaten up instead.


    Jaxon ignored Waylonpletely as he stepped on his fingers, and he walked towards everyone else.


    Francesca asked in a shaky voice, “Jaxon the Great, we have not offended you in any way. What are


    you going to do now?”


    Xe was also so frightened that she retreated as far back as she possibly could.


    Jaxon suddenly picked up a bottle of red wine.


    He walked toward Gerald, smiling.


    “So, you’re here too! Please allow me to exin myself. Things are not what you imagine it is.”


    As he spoke, Jaxon quickly filled up Gerald’s wine ss for him.


    Jaxon looked so nervous that it seemed as though he would kneel down in front of Gerald.


    “Huh? What is happening?”


    Everyone’s eyes were about to pop out in horror.