Chapter 1780


    Gerald Crawford: The Secretly or invisible Rich Man Chapter 1780


    There was no way in hell that those two facts could be coincidences. With that in mind, that could only


    mean that the Ember Lord was hiding there.


    However, since the Ember Lord had left that hint for them, it was possible that instead of finding him


    there, they would instead find the location of his next victim.


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    After thinking about it for a while, Old Flint then started the car and immediately stepped on the gas!


    They needed to head to Yamilet Fae’s home right now!


    “Are you really sure that the Ember Lord will be hiding there, Gerald…?” asked Rey on their way there.


    Shaking his head, Gerald then replied with a serious expression, “To be quite honest, I’m not too sure.


    After all, the Ember Lord is a meticulous person who never ys by the rules. My guess is that the


    numbers will lead us to the next victim, but in finding that victim, we’ll surely get one step closer to


    where the Ember Lord is hiding!”


    Hearing that, Rey then nodded in understanding…


    After about forty minutes of driving, the trio finally arrived at the Ember Lord’s grandmother’s house.


    Yamilet lived in a small, remote vige, and the trio soon found themselves walking along the road in


    the vige.


    Since they didn’t meet anyone along the way, it was quickly made evident that the vige had very few


    residents. What more, despite the fact that there were quite a number of houses in the area, many of


    them were locked and showed signs of being unupied for a rather long time…


    Then again, it wasn’t all that surprising. After all, the city was much better developed than this ce.


    With that in mind, who would be willing to continue suffering in such a ce when they could live in


    much better homes?


    Regardless, after walking for quite a while, they finally came across a inly dressed person. With how


    old his clothes looked, all three of them assumed that he was just a farmer living here.


    “Hello there!” called out Old Flint.


    Hearing that, the old man instantly turned to face the trio, looking rather surprised that outsiders would


    evene to this vige.


    “…Yes? Who… are you?” asked the old man, sounding slightly frightened.


    “Don’t worry, I’m just from the Grand Council! Cutting straight to the chase, I’d like to know if you know


    where Yamilet lives?” replied Old Flint.


    Hearing that Old Flint was from the Grand Council, the farmer lowered his guard before asking, “…I’m


    sorry, who…?”


    “Yamilet Faes! She’s an olddy!” repeated Old Flint.


    “Oh, you’re looking for her? She passed away some time ago! Do you have business with her…?”


    asked the farmer.


    Of course, Old Flint and the other two already knew that she was dead.


    “We know about that, but we still need to go to her home. There’s something we need there!” exined


    Old Flint.


    “Oh! Well, if that’s the case, I’ll bring you there!” replied the old farmer as he cheerfully agreed to help.


    Delighted, Old Flint then replied, “I’m d to hear that! Thank you, good sir!”


    Now that someone was leading the way, they didn’t have to go looking around for her ce anymore.


    With the farmer’s guidance, all three of them soon arrived at Yamilet Faes’s home.


    While it was a simple wooden cottage that had fallen into disrepair over the years, the door still


    appeared to be locked.


    Looking at the state of the house, Ray couldn’t help but mutter, “…I… don’t think the Ember Lord would


    hide in such a shabby and creepy ce, Gerald…!”