Chapter 948


    Gerald Crawford:The Secretly Rich Man Novel (Invisible or Poorest) Chapter 948


    The voice hade from Gerald, and after a loud sneer, he picked a fork up.


    Looking at the que, Gerald squinted his eyes for a second before flicking his wrist extremely quickly.


    A split secondter, the fork was no longer in Gerald’s hand and the sound of something cracking could


    be heard!


    By the time the audience looked up, the fork—that had already been embedded within one of the many


    shattered que pieces—was already falling to the ground alongside whatever remained of the broken


    que.


    A crash soon followed as the que pieces shattered even further on the ground, the fork still clearly


    visible to the five bosses as they gulped.


    “…W-what…?”


    Shock and fear swept through them, and the ones who had earlier been smoking each felt their grip


    loosen on their cigarettes.


    “W-who exactly is that person….?”


    “It’s… It’s near impossible isn’t it…? I mean, how could a person have that much force to break a


    que so high up?!”


    It was evident that the five bosses had never seen such a maneuver before as they discussed what


    they had just witnessed, terror reflected in their eyes. Though nobody mentioned it, all of them were


    thinking the same thing. If the que could shatter like that even though it was so high above the


    ground, what would happen if Gerald used the same technique on their heads?


    Whistler and his men, on the other hand, only looked at each other with subtle smiles on their faces as


    they each thought, ‘Humph. Looks like sir took it upon himself and made a move. Of course they’d be


    dumbfounded.’


    It was evident that the que-shattering incident was an indirect message from Gerald to the five


    bosses. Essentially, he had no interest in dividing territories with them, and if they didn’t behave, they’d


    probably end up the same as the que. Completely ruined in an instant.


    With his silent message sent, Gerald then sat down with a subtle smile on his face as he said,


    “Chairman Jey and the rest of you, please, have a seat.”


    “R-right away, M-Mr. Crawford!” stuttered Diego as he desperately tried to keep his cool. However, his


    calm fa?ade was in shambles and the cold sweat flowing down his forehead only served to further


    exhibit how terrified he was.


    His response was reasonable since he was, after all, in the presence of a man who could kill others


    with regr forks. And forks were everywhere in the room they were in.


    Knowing that made everyone feel obligated to address him differently.


    After a brief moment of silent contemtion, one of the five bosses said, “I go by the name of Tristen


    Jurden, Mr. Crawford, and I must say that I’m extremely impressed with your capabilities. If you allow it,


    I’m willing to hand over all my properties to you and be one of your subordinates!”


    Property belongs to N?vel(D)r/ama.Org.


    The moment the other bosses heard Tristen say that, another boss immediately agreed to do the


    same. One after another, the bosses agreed to the same terms, till all that was left was Diego.


    As Gerald and Whistler looked at each other, Diego remained silent, thinking about the consequences


    if he didn’t agree. In the end, though he was unable to just ept the chain of events that had taken


    ce tonight, Diego eventually caved in.


    The worst part about all of this was the fact that all five of them had been the ones who had invited


    Gerald over that night. If they hadn’t invited him, none of this would’ve happened.


    Then again, it was probably beyond any of their wildest imagination that the civil and military meeting


    could end in such a disastrous way, at least for them.


    Soon after Gerald and his men returned to their mansion, Whistler excitedly told Gerald about how


    several of Talgo Town’s businessmen had already called, asking to seek refuge under Gerald.


    Hearing that, Gerald recalled how the bosses had also fawned over Gerald once the meeting was over.


    In fact, before they left, several other people had already presented themselves before him, showing


    great interest in wanting to be a part of the Royal Dragon Group.


    To top it all off, Gerald also received several gifts in terms of cash from those who wanted to please


    him.


    Gerald, however, was in no mood to bother about any of that. Instead, he ordered Whistler to deal with


    everything carefully as he thought about his next move.


    After tonight’s events, the Royal Dragon Group Gerald had established was finally going to gain a firm


    status within Talgo Town. What more, the Royal Dragon Group now had a lot of influence as well as


    control over multiple territories.


    With all that in mind, Gerald knew it was high time for them to save Drake.


    From what Tyson had told him, none of the many influential groups in Heavenly City could be looked


    down upon.


    He was speaking from experience since both he and his brother had previously spent money to


    establish their power and influence in Heavenly City back when they were still looking for Gerald. Soon


    enough, however, they were defeated by Sven.


    It didn’t help that Heavenly City was muchrger than Talgo Town. The entire area was simply an all-


    inclusive ce hosting numerous forces and groups.


    In fact, the ce was so huge that Tyson couldn’t even estimate how many groups—as powerful as


    Sven’s—existed.


    Gerald, however, was way too concerned over Drake to be worried about that. He was well aware that


    the longer they stalled, the more dangerous it would be for Drake. They simply didn’t have the luxury to


    wait till everything was ready and in ce.


    Arriving at his conclusion, Gerald then ordered, “Whistler, pass on my order to the rest. We’ll be


    heading to Heavenly City tomorrow.”


    “Very well, Mr. Crawford! I’ll begin the preparations immediately!”