Chapter 920
Gerald Crawford:The Secretly Rich Man Novel (Invisible or Poorest) Chapter 920
As the butler got the car ready, Mindy herself was already standing in front of what remained of the
Schuyler family’s mansion.
“Excuse me, but have you seen anyone wearing a mask? He’s about this tall and with his mask down,
he has serious burn marks around his eyes…” asked a girl to a random passer-by as she lifted her
hand over her head to mimic how tall Sanderson was.
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“…No I haven’t…?” replied the confused man.
“But how could that be possible? He told us he’de looking for us yet he didn’t! He wasn’t even at
Yorknorth Mountain! Where could he possibly have gone to…? I even tried calling Ste but I can’t
reach her either! When I went over to her ce, it seemed like she had moved out… Hey, who do you
suppose could tell me where Sanderson went…?” asked Mindy.
The passer-by himself was stunned to know that she had directed the question at him. Scanning her
from head to toe, he then shook his head before running off. How sad that such a beauty sounded so
insane.
“Where could you have gone to, Sanderson…? You… You said you’de back… That you’d talk to
me in the garden every night… You promised… I… I refuse to believe that you lied to me! Please,
Sanderson… You’re my best and only friend… You… You can’t just leave like that… Where are
you…?” mumbled Mindy to herself.
The only thing on the girl’s mind now was Sanderson. She thought about how simple and gentle he
was. How every time she talked to him, he would listen to her attentively,forting and encouraging
her through his gestures.
While it was true that she had first gotten close to him since he looked like he was easily bullied and
she wanted to learn signnguage, her intent slowly changed over time.
In just those few days of them being together, she had grown dependent on him. What more, since she
knew he had risked his life to rescue her and many others, she was well aware that forgetting him
would be near impossible now.
After waiting for quite some time, Mindy eventually leaned against a wall before squatting down.
“Where are you, Sanderson…?”
When she had earlier gone to Yorknorth Mountain, neither Master Jenkinson nor Sanderson was
present. Ste’s ce, on the other hand, seemed to have beenpletely deserted. Since she never
picked up any of Mindy’s calls, Mindy wasn’t even sure if the rest of Ste’s family had left together or
without her.
In short, Mindy couldn’t even contact thest person who could’ve possibly seen Sanderson.
“Just… Please be safe, Sanderson…!” pleaded Mindy silently.
After a while longer, Mindy got up. She was feeling far too uneasy to be moping around here when she
could still be searching for Sanderson.
Opting to search for him by walking around instead of getting in her car, she felt a new determination in
her to search for him. To search for the man who had managed to spark hope in her again after living
on this for over twenty years.
She had simply lost too much of her childhood. Mindy had no friends, nor did she have any meaningful
rtionships with anyone outside of her family for the longest time. Sanderson was the embodiment of
everything she had ever longed for.
Mindy didn’t care if he was ugly, nor did it matter to her that he couldn’t even speak properly. None of
that was important to her.
What mattered most was the fact that Sanderson was a person who understood her. A person who was
always around whenever she was upset. A person she could feel secure with.
Her focus wavered as she continued thinking about him, not even noticing that she was crossing an
open road…
She only returned to her senses when she heard the loud revving of an engine. Turning to look at the
source of the sound, she was petrified to see a huge lorry speeding toward her!
The driver himself had been yawning, yet the moment he saw her, it was already far toote. Even
though he stepped on the brakes, he knew he was in deep trouble the moment he heard the sound of a
sickening collision.
Following that, Mindy’s frail body flew quite a distance away beforending heavily on the ground. The
phone she was holding on to earlier fell even further away, its screen nowpletely cracked.
A keychain of what seemed like a tiny man with a mask on could be seen hanging at the end of her
phone. It was clear who it resembled…