Chapter 1443


    Gerald Crawford:The Secretly Rich Man Novel (Invisible or Poorest) Chapter 1443


    Meanwhile, the man in the tailcoat was still soaring in the sky, his heart beating wildly as he thought,


    ‘That was way too terrifying…! I need to get as far away as possible from him…! I truly hadn’t expected


    that guy’s training to be even more vicious than my master’s! Thank god I retreated quickly!’


    The second his thought ended, however, he immediately felt himself being tugged! Turning to look at


    what was holding him back, he was shocked to find out that not only had asso of searing light caught


    onto him—preventing him from going any further—, but a shockwave with immense power was now


    shooting toward him at high speed!


    His eyes now fully widened, the man immediately began screaming as he desperately tried to free


    himself. Unfortunately, that wasn’t about to happen, and with an explosive sound, the shockwave shot


    through his body, leaving only fine dust behind…!


    It was then when Gerald finally reopened his eyes back at the house. Upon closing his golden eye,


    everything else returned to normal.


    While that was the case, Quigley—who was now suffering from a terrible headache and extremely


    pained eyes—found himself sweating profusely as he thought, ‘This… This person’s a demon without a


    doubt…! His frighteningly pressuring aura alone is enough to make people find it hard to breathe…!’


    With that in mind, he quickly cried out, “P-please… Please spare my life…!”


    “No can do. I’ve sworn to myself that I’d kill anyone who hurt my friends, you know?” replied Gerald as


    he slowly pointed at Quigley…


    The next thing Quigley knew, he had been set aze!


    As the burning man made disgusting gurgling sounds while attempting to cry out in his agony, Quigley


    was eventually put to rest, though only when he was nothing more than a pile of burnt, rotten flesh.


    After witnessing all that, everyone—including Jasmine—found themselves gulping in fear.


    Eventually, Jasmine found herself turning to look at the man before her. The man whom she had


    missed and loved this entire time… Somehow… He felt quite unfamiliar now…


    Jasmine still remembered the first time she had met him two years ago… Back then, his soul was pure


    and his heart, kind… He also seemed to just exude an aura of simplicity at the time…


    Despite having all the prestige in the world with the title of ‘Mr. Crawford’, the Gerald back then didn’t


    have an arrogant or domineering attitude at all…


    Jasmine knew very well that the past Gerald had still felt rather inferior… Due to that, he was slightly


    cowardly and easily grew awkward when he had to deal with multiple affairs at a time.


    ‘Haha… Now that I think about it, Gerald was still quite cute at the time… Before I knew it, I found


    myself growing attracted to his past characteristics…’


    Now, however, the Gerald she used to know was nowhere to be seen… He was way too cold and cruel


    now…


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    While Quigley and all the others Gerald had killed certainly deserved to die, Gerald could’ve easily


    ended them without having them suffer… Despite that, he had killed each of them in the most


    merciless way possible…


    Adding that to the fact that there were still traces of murderous intent reflected in his eyes, Jasmine


    found herself feeling afraid to even approach him now…


    “…Everything’s fine now, so let’s go,” muttered Gerald in a casual tone.


    “…Go…. Where are we headed to Gerald…?” asked Jasmine as she snapped out of it.


    “We’re off to exterminate the rest of the Gunters!” dered Gerald as he slowly walked out.


    Meanwhile, all the way on the ind owned by the Crawfords—that was currently being used as the


    base for the Gunters, the Simes, and those from Judgment Portal —the Gunters were busy nning on


    how to rebuild their family there. After all, the ind was pretty spacious and their manor had been


    razed to the ground anyway.


    Amidst everything that was happening, a voice from the Crawford family’s square could suddenly be


    heard shouting, “You dirty b*stards! And here I thought the Gunters were a cryptic and prestigious


    family! Looking at you now, you’re all just a bunch of robbers!”