Chapter 1320


    Gerald Crawford:The Secretly Rich Man Novel (Invisible or Poorest) Chapter 1320


    “Oh? What’s wrong? Are you nning on hitting me or something? Haha! It’s so satisfying to see you


    enraged like some untamed bear! Come on, hit me! Make my day!” taunted Sam as he began patting


    Myles’s face mockingly.


    A second after he said that, Sam’s eyes widened as he found himself flying in the air, a burning


    sensation now on his right cheek. Just as he was about to scream from Gerald’s immense p, all the


    wind got knocked out of him the second his body collided against the corner of a wall! As Sam began


    vomiting blood, a few teeth could be seen mixed in with the crimson liquid.


    As Sam’s two bodyguards stood frozen in ce,pletely stunned, Sam slowly crawled to his knees,


    ring daggers in his utter disbelief at the man who was currently standing beside Myles.


    “You… How dare you hit me…?!” growled Sam as he watched Gerald pick his bag up.


    Dusting the dirt of the bag, Gerald then replied, “What? You were the one who was asking to be hit,


    no? Are you satisfied now, you bbermouth?”


    “You… You…! You’re courting death! Kill him!” yelled Sam furiously at his two subordinates as his


    entire body trembled, too hurt to even get off the ground.


    “No, wait! Don’t do it!” shouted Myles in a panic, knowing full well that every bodyguard within King


    Valley was extremely well-trained.


    What happened next, however, caused Myles eyes to widen in shock.


    Before the guards could even make a move, Gerald had swiftly moved up to them! In a single kick,


    both of them ended up flying quite a distance away!


    Realizing that both of them were unable to even get up after receiving that attack, the horrified Sam


    instantly cursed, “F-f*ck!”


    Not wanting to stay there any longer, Sam immediately began trying to get to his feet to flee the scene.


    To his utter dismay, he quickly felt Gerald’s foot stomping down on his head!


    “Oh? Did you think you were going to be able to leave just like that?” asked Gerald coldly.


    “Y-you better not mess around with me…! This is King Valley, you know? Stepping on the head of the


    most powerful person here… You have a death wish or something…?!”


    “Quite frankly, I truly had assumed that those from the King Valley were all exceptional people before I


    came here. I was even convinced that the master of your valley was some top-notch person. Sadly,


    everyone from the valley that I’vee across—except for Myles—has been utterly disappointing.


    With that in mind, why should I show even the slightest respect to a useless steward like you? Also,


    who was it who gave you permission to even touch my belongings? A bit daring for such a useless


    person, don’t you think?” replied Gerald as he slowly began exerting more pressure on Sam’s neck.


    Now both terrified and in massive pain, Sam found himself soiling his pants due to how increasingly


    difficult it was for him not to think about his neck snapping if Gerald continued adding more force to his


    foot.


    “…P-please, have mercy…! Please, let’s just talk this out…!” pleaded Sam.


    “I’m d you finally realize where you stand. Now then, while I’m fine with letting you go, you first have


    to do something for me. Remember how you stepped on and dirtied my bag? Clean it up!” ordered


    Gerald as he tossed the bag before Sam.


    “R-right away!” replied Sam as he quickly began wiping the dirt off the bag with his hands.


    Barely a secondter, however, Geraldnded a kick to his face!


    “W-what did I do wrong…?! I’m doing what you ordered me to…!” whimpered Sam.


    “Oh really? I don’t remember telling you to clean it with your hands… Use your tongue to lick it clean


    like the mutt you are!” growled Gerald.


    Seeing how fierce and ruthless Gerald’s gaze was, Sam could only instinctively tremble in fright.


    Taking in a deep breath, Sam then thought, ‘…You may have thestugh today, but I’ll surely have


    my revenge one day…! Just you wait!’


    Regardless, Sam then stuck out his tongue and began licking the bag clean, knowing full well that this


    was the only way he was going to avoid getting into more trouble.


    Not really expecting Sam to actually obey his orders, the disgusted Gerald then kicked the injured


    steward out of the yard while shouting, “Now beat it!”


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    As Sam scurried off, Myles—who had been standing there this entire time—could only continue staring


    wide-eyed at Gerald, utterly dumbfounded by what he had just witnessed.