Chapter 884
Gerald Crawford:The Secretly Rich Man Novel (Invisible or Poorest) Chapter 884
“Kort’s third son, Jett?”
Dn clenched his fists.
“Yes sir, that’s him!”
“Hahaha! For the past 6 months, has there been anything that he did not want? Sell? Could he have
been any more disrespectful? Tell him that we are not selling it!”
Dn mmed his hands heavily on the table.
Although Kort could note up with a valid justification to stop the Moldell family from assisting the
Crawford family to track the Sun League, six months ago, he had asked his third son, Jett to join
Parker’s team under the excuse that he should be gaining more experience.
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However, upon Jett’s arrival, he had been trying to seize everything that he wanted by force and Dn
had been very tolerant of him all this while.
But this was the final straw.
“But master, KortMoldell has had his eyes on the Crawford family for a long time now. If Jett is not
satisfied and tries to cause trouble for us, it might end up in a disaster for us!”
The butler also replied helplessly.
“Okay, fine! Fine! Give it to them! He can have it if he wants it!
Dn waved his hand impatiently.
Something that was worth $123,000,000.00 was nothing in Dn’s eyes.
Be that as it may, he was still infuriated by Jett’s tant show of disrespect.
But he had no choice, did he?
“How about it? Has Dn agreed to it?”
A fancy-looking young man with his legs crossed was sipping his tea outside.
“Greetings, Mr. Moldell. The master said that since you’re interested in it, he will give Mountain Top
Vi to you as a gift. If you don’t mind me asking, why did you even ask about buying it in the first
ce?”
Despite the butler’s respectful tone, he felt the urge to eat the bastard alive.
“Okay! Very well! You know, credit where credit is due. Dn Crawford is a man who understands the
reality of things! I’ve got to give him that!”
“Brothers, let’s go! Let’s leave this boring ce, and go to Mayberry City for a few days!”
Jett said as he walked away in an ostentatious manner in front of his men.
In a restaurant in a small town in Salford Province.
This was a restaurant that was simr to a farmhouse-converted-diner.
This was because it was located right next to a vast mountain.
There was a big river passing through the other side of the mountain.
It was indeed a beautiful mountain with crystal-clear waters.
So, many people from the so-called upper-ss would oftene here to travel and explore the area.
“No matter what it is, you have got to give me an exnation today! Do you know how expensive my
clothes are?”
“That’s right! Ask your boss toe here! Wipe it? Maybe you’re sick and tired of living? Is that it?”
A woman in her thirties with heavy makeup on her face was holding onto a youth’s cor and she
refused to let go.
She yelled loudly into his ear.
This was what happened. There were about seven to eight people in their group.
One nce was enough to tell that these weren’t your averagew-abiding citizens.
When they came in to eat, a young waiter who was in charge of serving them identally sshed
some of the vegetable soup on the woman’s body.
And things only went downhill from that point.
The main reason why there was such a huge ruckus was that they thought it would be easy and
entertaining to bully the owner of this restaurant.
“I’m terribly sorry, please, let me wipe it off you!”
The youth apologized profusely as he came forward to wipe the soup off her dress.
p!
Unexpectedly, the woman pped the boy across his face. “Damn it! Take your dirty hands off me!
How dare you touch me! Berthold, look at how terrible his attitude is!”
The woman said in a rude, provocative tone.
She nced at a burly man beside her, who had a dragon tattoo and a buzz cut.
Boom!
The burly man mmed his foot into the poor waiter’s stomach. The youth flew backward and
smashed into the tables behind him.
There were many patrons at the restaurant, and they were all staring indifferently at the scene before
them…