Chapter 992


    Gerald Crawford:The Secretly Rich Man Novel (Invisible or Poorest) Chapter 992


    His sudden shout frightened the woman so much that her entire body immediately trembled as though


    she had just been struck by lightning.


    “Y-yes, young master!” replied the woman awkwardly as she quickly left the room.


    It was only three dayster when the party in the Soul Pce finally ended. On the morning of the day


    after, everyone from the Soul Pce gathered at the ind’s public square.


    “You’ve sessfully made it through your hellish transformation, Gerald, and I have to say that your


    final results have far surpassed my expectations. However, while you’re currently able to better control


    your temperament, it’s still extremely unstable. If you wish to perform the blessings of the dragon to its


    maximum degree, you’ll need to drink the holy blood of the holy fox. Once you do, it’ll assist in helping


    you control your temperament. I’ll have Grandpa Welson stay by your side to aid you when you return


    there.”


    “I’m aware, grandpa. Speaking of which, when will you be returning there to have a look around? My


    dad honestly misses you too,” replied Gerald casually


    Nodding, Daryl then patted Gerald’s shoulder as he said, “I’ll return when the time is right.”


    It was evident that Daryl had high expectations of Gerald.


    Not long after, thirty ck helicopters could be heard starting up at the base.


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    cing a firm gaze on his grandfather, Gerald then said, “Do take care, grandpa. We’ll be leaving now.”


    With that said, he then turned to board one of the helicopters.


    As the helicopters took off with Grandpa Welson, over three hundred experts from the ind, and


    Gerald himself, their loud droning slowly faded from the ind as they flew south.


    Meanwhile, the night was getting darker and darker within the suburbs of the Triangle District within


    Heavenly City.


    There, a pitiful looking woman hugging onto a document folder could be seen desperately trying to


    escape over ten cars that were driving slowly behind her.


    Though her face was pale and wounds could be seen covering her body, it was clear that the woman


    found the document folder she had in hand to be much more important than her life.


    The cars themselves continued moving slowly as a few people sitting inside stretched their heads out


    the cars’ windows and began shining their shlights on the woman.


    “Haha! That’s right! Go on and continue running! Run faster! We’re going to catch you soon!” yelled


    one of the men, causing the others to get increasingly excited as well.


    As the woman ran, and ran, she eventually tripped and fell to the ground. However, gritting her teeth,


    she immediately crawled back up and continued running.


    It wasn’t long before one of the cars then immediately drove up to her. Shining his shlight directly at


    her face, the person sitting beside the driver then said, “We’ve got you now! Honesty, you’d better run


    quicker than this if you don’t want to fall into Tucker’s hands. After all, once he has you, you’ll definitely


    be ruined! Hahaha!”


    Hearing that, the others beganughing loudly inside their cars as well, teasing the woman’s poor


    attempt at escaping.


    Eventually, the woman found herself falling again. However, she had reached her limit and she simply


    wasn’t able to get herself off the ground anymore.


    Knowing that, the woman immediately tried tearing the contents of the document folder apart with the


    intent of swallowing whatever scraps she could so that they couldn’t be recovered.


    “You mother*cking bitch! Do you really think we won’t kill you?!” roared Tucker Westmore himself as he


    jumped out of his car alongside a few other of his men. It didn’t take long for him to brutallynd a p


    on her cheek, causing the woman to drop the document folder in her state of dizziness.


    Picking it up, Tucker then sneered, “It would be a pity for a beauty like you to just die like this… Bring


    her back! I’m going to be enjoying myself with her tonight! All of you can have your turns with her once


    I’m done!”


    “Hahaha! Affirmative, Mr. Westmore!”


    ring daggers at Tucker, the woman immediately revealed a hidden short de.


    However, before she was even able to take her life, Tucker simply pped the de out of her hands.


    “Oh? Did you honestly think I would allow you to die that easily? Haha! You’ll only be able to once I’ve


    sufficiently tortured you!” announced Tucker as heughed maliciously.


    As the woman cried out in despair, a distant droning could suddenly be heard.


    It wasn’t long before the droning grew louder and louder. The next thing they knew, over thirty


    helicopters had appeared, and they now hovered over Tucker and his men!


    “What the hell is happening?” demanded Tucker, shocked by the turn of events.


    After the helicoptersnded, several men dressed in ck came out and immediately red at Tucker


    and his men extremely coldly.


    Seeing how extraordinarily imposing they all were, Tucker quickly added, “Hey now, which side do all of


    you belong to? I don’t think I’ve seen any of you before! Just so you know, my father is Sven from


    Heavenly City!”


    Immediately after he said that, the door to one of the helicopters—that hadnded right in the middle of


    the others—was opened by one of the opposing party’s subordinates.


    Turning to look in that direction, Tucker saw a suited man sitting inside as he sipped on red wine.


    Before he could even say anything, the woman—who had clearly seen the man in the helicopter as


    well—immediately cried out, “S-sir! You’ve finally returned!”