Ch. 911..915: The Secretly Rich Man Chapter 911-915

Chapter 911

Gerald Crawford:The Secretly Rich Man Novel (Invisible or Poorest) Chapter 911 Night came soon enough and it was now quite late.

However, the silence of the night was broken by the sound of a massive explosion! Present members of the Schuyler family were left stunned as they watched flames erupting from where their warehouse was located.

“What the hell is going on?” shouted Noah who had felt the tremor of the explosion alongside Berk and a few others. All of them had been seated in the Schuyler family’s large conference hall when the explosion took place.

“Master, something’s gone terribly wrong! Our warehouse just exploded in flames!” announced a butler as he burst into the room where the stunned men were in.

“What?!” replied Noah as he felt his lips twitch slightly.

He had reason to be as furious as he currently was. After all, throughout the years, the Schuylers hadn’t used their warehouse to store unimportant things. On the contrary, most of their important information and documents were stored there!

“Who is responsible for this?! Who dares do something like this to the Schuyler family?!” roared Noah in rage.

“I-I’ve already sent people over to investigate!” replied the butler instantaneously.

“That’s good! We must catch the perpetrators if it’s the last thing we do!” growled Noah as he immediately led the group of people out of the conference hall.

As all that was happening, around ten figures could be seen swiftly making their way through the forests located near the Schuyler family’s mansion. It didn’t take long for them to arrive at a few tents

that had been pitched rather deep in the forest.

“Everything is done, Mr. Westley,” said the people as they approached the main tent.

“Excellent work. Your mission is now accomplished. From here on out, we’ll just have to wait and see what Mr. Crawford will do next,” replied Quest as he slid out of the tent before nodding.

“Speaking of Mr. Crawford, send the second team out. Tell them to be ready to provide help should Mr. Crawford or any of the other escapees require it,” ordered Quest.

The once arrogant youth was no longer disrespectful toward Gerald after previously witnessing his true capabilities.

In fact, he now respected him greatly. After all, Gerald had tasked him with doing something extremely chaotic, and chaos was something Quest enjoyed creating. Aside from creating trouble, Quest was also responsible for providing aid to Gerald whenever he needed it.

Their plan was currently running quite smoothly since Gerald had given Quest prior instructions from within the hidden room earlier. Even the location of the base camp they were currently in had been selected by Gerald. After all, he had ordered the two Schuyler subordinates—who were now dead—to detail the landscape surrounding the Schuyler family’s mansion back then.

After the tents were pitched, Gerald’s next order was for Quest to send people into the Schuyler’s mansion to start a fire. That wasn’t a problem for Quest either. Now that he had sent the second team over to watch over Gerald’s escape, all Quest had to do was wait for Gerald’s safe return.

“What was that sound, Jasmine? Did you feel that tremor? It’s so dark outside too! I can’t see anything!” said Mindy.

“I have no idea either though it’s safe to assume that there was an explosion… However, since things sound rather chaotic outside right now, I think that’ll actually work in our favor. I say we attempt our escape now! As far as we know, grandpa could have been the one who arranged for that explosion to take place! Let’s not waste this chance!” replied Jasmine as all those involved with the escape plan nodded in unison.

After making sure that everyone involved was ready, they silently pried open the door—that had earlier been pick locked—before making a dash for the exit following the paths that they had earlier planned out.

Though they crossed paths with a few subordinates down the corridor, they were barely an issue for Jasmine as she swiftly knocked them out.

Since the electricity had gone out as well, they had the element of surprise on their side. The chaos outside had drawn most of the subordinates away from the corridors as well, allowing them to rush out of the building without too much trouble.

With the vanguard now out of sight, the remaining captives—who were peeking at the escape group’s progress this entire time from the hidden room’s entrance—said, “It seems that they’ve made it out just fine!”

Hearing that, Mindy gave a sigh of relief. Contrary to what had initially been planned, Mindy ended up staying in the room, fearing that she would just end up becoming a burden as they made their escape.

“What should we do now, Stella? Isabelle…? It still seems to be rather chaotic out there… Should we use this chance to make our own escape?” asked Mindy anxiously.

At that moment, she felt someone grabbing onto her hand. Turning to look at who was responsible, Mindy’s worries instantly dissolved when she saw that it was Sanderson.

“Sanderson? Didn’t you rush out together with Jasmine and the others earlier?”

Shaking his head, Gerald then gestured for her to tell the others to make a mass escape while things were still going haywire outside.

“Will we be able to make it out safely? We don’t even know if Jasmine and the others have truly made it out yet…” replied Mindy.

In response, Gerald gestured for her not to be worried since he was there for her.

“…Alright, then let’s all rush out together. Everyone! We should use this chance to make a run for the mansion’s back door!” shouted Mindy.

“She’s right! With it being pitch dark outside, they won’t dare to use their guns either! Let’s go!”

With everyone there now in agreement, the group consisting of well over thirty people began getting into position to make their escape as Gerald slowly pushed the door open.

However, before they could even leave the room, a gunshot was heard!

“Where the hell do all of you think you’re going?!” shouted a voice that startled several of the people.

Shadows could be seen sprinting toward the hidden room’s entrance as six bodyguards holding industrial flashlights came running over.

As Gerald stepped away from the door, all of the guards—who were also wielding guns—entered the room, blocking their only escape route.

Glaring viciously at everyone in the room, it was no wonder why a few women instantly began screaming in fear.

“W-what should we do, Sanderson? They have guns with them…” whispered Mindy in fright as she hid behind him while tugging on to his sleeve.

“If you want to live, then stay far away from the entrance!” growled one of the guards as they began walking toward the group intimidatingly.

Gerald’s next action was so rapid that nobody even saw it happening.

 

Chapter 912

Gerald Crawford:The Secretly Rich Man Novel (Invisible or Poorest) Chapter 912 With pinpoint precision, Gerald swiftly jabbed the weakest points of all six of the guards. It barely took a second before all of them fell to the ground in unison, bleeding profusely from their mouths and noses.

“…H-huh…? So… You were this capable this entire time, Sanderson…?” said Mindy as she watched wide-eyed and in disbelief at what she had just witnessed.

Even Stella and Isabelle—who had met several Taekwondo experts before—knew that those experts couldn’t even come close to comparing to that dumb Sanderson! To think that he was this powerful!

While everyone in the room was undoubtedly astonished by the turn of events, they simultaneously realized that they now had someone they could definitely rely on.

It didn’t take long before Gerald turned to look at the crowd before signaling for them to rush out of the place under his lead.

Following his orders, all of them made a mad dash for the backyard.

The moment they got outside, everyone immediately saw the raging fire that was still engulfing the Schuyler family’s warehouse. Due to their inability to control the flames, the fire was starting to spread to other parts of the mansion as well.

In other words, the Schuylers were currently in a great mess, and Gerald knew that this was the best chance they could get to escape safely.

Thanks to Jasmine and the others luring the main bodyguards away, the escaping group barely bumped into any trouble aside from a few people guarding the main gates. They, however, were

naturally taken out easily by Gerald.

With that, everyone successfully made it out of the mansion! However, it wasn’t time to celebrate yet.

Under Gerald’s lead, the group ran quite a distance up north before finally stopping when several parked cars beside a forest could be seen.

Gesturing for Mindy to enter one of the cars, Mindy could finally breathe easy. However, her ease was short-lived when she finally noticed something.

“…Hold on… Something’s wrong. Where’s Stella? Weren’t you running with Stella earlier, Isabelle? Why isn’t she here?” asked Mindy in a worried tone.

As Isabelle began looking around frantically after hearing that, Gerald came to the conclusion that she must have accidentally strayed away earlier since it was so dark and chaotic.

Where was she?

Closing the door behind Mindy, Gerald then backtracked all the way back into the mansion. To his surprise, Stella never seemed to have left the cellar. When he finally found the girl, she was squatting in a corner of the hidden room, sobbing in silence.

The moment she saw Sanderson, however, she almost yelped in joy.

“Sanderson, I… I tripped earlier and sprained my ankle…” explained Stella as she bit her lower lip.

“Hurry, let me carry you!” replied Gerald as he hoisted her up against his back.

“…W-wait, what? You could talk this entire time, Sanderson?” asked Stella, extremely astonished by the sudden revelation.

“God d*mn it! Have you already forgotten what I sound like?” replied Gerald with a bitter smile on his face as he shook his head.

Upon hearing that, it took her a second to realize it, but when she did, her eyes immediately widened.

“…G-Gerald?! …Actually that makes a lot of sense! From the moment I met you, I knew that gaze felt familiar! Why didn’t I realize earlier that you had the same body shape? But wait, didn’t something terrible befall you back then?” asked Stella, filled with questions.

“It’s a long story. Let’s just talk about that once we’re out safely. Also, do keep my identity a secret for now. Nobody should know that I’m in the Salford Province. Do you understand?” said Gerald as he looked at her.

After seeing her firm nod, the duo then began making their escape.

The next two hours passed by almost painfully slowly for Jasmine and the others from the vanguard team.

Since they had bumped into Yael while making their escape earlier, they had dashed south into the mountainous area as Yael ordered his men to chase after them.

Though Yael’s subordinates seemed to have lost track of them for now, Jasmine’s group still wasn’t out of the woods yet, quite literally. After all, they weren’t even sure how many mountain paths they had already taken since they were so focused on evading Yael’s men earlier.

Momentarily lost, they did eventually manage to come across a road at the foot of the mountain. However, nobody knew where it led to.

“Where are we, Jasmine…? There’s not a village in sight! The way things are, we can’t even make phone calls since there’s no signal all the way out here!” said Maia.

“My guess is as good as yours… However, having a road to follow is better than nothing… I propose we swiftly make our way along it and see where we end up at. Hopefully we’ll be able to get to an area with phone signals soon,” replied Jasmine.

As the group nodded among themselves, they were just about to sneakily make a dash for it when suddenly, the distant revving of motors could be heard!

It wasn’t long before several headlights could be seen driving toward them on the beaten-down road. From what they could guess, there were at least fifty cars in that group.

After completely blocking the road, several men dressed in black stepped out of the cars, seemingly waiting for someone.

“It’s all over now!” said Jasmine as everyone from the vanguard team felt their hearts skip a beat.

Soon after, a wealthy-looking person—who seemed to be the leader of the massive group—stepped out of a car and began walking toward Jasmine.

With a smile, he then asked, “Could either of you be Miss Jasmine Fenderson?”

 

Chapter 913

Gerald Crawford:The Secretly Rich Man Novel (Invisible or Poorest) Chapter 913 “…Who are you? Did Yael send you here?” asked Jasmine in a rather doubtful tone.

Though night had come, the headlights from all the cars were bright enough for those within Jasmine’s group to see how imposingly solemn the bodyguards looked as they stood behind their leader.

It was clear that these bodyguards had received only the strictest of training, and from what Jasmine knew, only a few large families could afford to hire such powerful bodyguards.

What more, it was already so late yet the men had arrived with such grandeur. How couldn’t they be Yael’s subordinates? Knowing that only served to amplify Jasmine and the others’ anxiety as they stood close to each other in preparation to either attack or run.

“Humph. Yael? Who the hell is that?” sneered the young man of a leader before adding, “I was ordered by my master to transport you away from danger, Miss Fenderson. I hope that you’ll cooperate since we really don’t have much time to spare. Come with us.”

“This master of yours… Who is he?” asked Jasmine with a slightly raised brow.

The youth, however, said nothing and simply returned into his car.

As soon as he did that, two bodyguards walked over to Jasmine’s group before saying, “Please enter the car, Miss Fenderson, and the rest of you. We’ll be bringing you to someplace safe.”

Upon hearing that, Jasmine and the others could only look at each other.

If the men truly had vicious intentions, then they would’ve definitely attacked Jasmine and her group the moment they stood before them. However, they didn’t. There was also the issue with how many powerful guards were present. Jasmine knew for a fact that none of them could handle that many trained guards at a time.

In the end, Jasmine simply nodded. What other choice did they have but to believe them?

After entering the car, all fifty over cars instantly began speeding down the road. It was a while later when the cars finally stopped again outside a large warehouse located somewhere within the suburbs of the city.

“Yael’s men shouldn’t be able to find this place easily, so you’re safe for now,” said the leader from before as he lit a cigarette while leading the group further into the place. After a brief walk, Jasmine and her group were instantly relieved to see that warm meals had been prepared for them.

“Thank you for saving us, sir… How should we address you?” asked Maia gratefully as she felt her heart flutter. She was weak toward people who had unyielding demeanors such as the leader who had just brought them here.

“Haha! You’re very welcome! Though it’s honestly not me you should be thanking. I’m just following orders from my master. Regardless, eat the food while it’s warm and get some rest. We’ll be sending you back to the Fenderson family mansion tomorrow.”

“…Um… Sir…?”

Just as Jasmine was about to ask him something, the young man turned around and tossed his cigarette to the ground. After stepping on it—to put it out—he walked out of the room before Jasmine could even finish her question.

With his departure, only about a dozen people remained inside the warehouse.

“Say Jasmine… Do you have any idea who saved us…? Since the Fendersons are so powerful and influential, could the person who helped us be one of your ancestors’ friends?” asked Maia.

Hearing that, Jasmine shook her head with a frown before saying, “I really doubt that… After all, anyone reliable from either my or the subservient families under us had already been captured by Noah as seen earlier within the hidden room. As for friends of the family, I don’t remember any of them being this mysterious, powerful, or even influential! I really don’t have the slightest clue of who could be doing all this…”

“I see… Regardless, due to their lack of hostility this entire time, I truly believe we can let our guard down around them,” said Maia.

In response, the others nodded in agreement.

A brief moment later, Jasmine looked at both Maia and Warren before asking, “Both of you seem to have undergone professional training… It’s evident through how proficient both of you are with your martial arts. Could it be that neither of you are mere transfer students?”

At that, Maia smiled before replying, “You’re sharp. While it’s true that being transfer students is merely a guise, I’m afraid we can’t reveal our true identities to you… I hope you can understand.”

Meanwhile, elsewhere, Gerald was slowly lowering Stella into a car as he ordered the driver to send her home.

She was shocked the moment she heard him say, “Head straight for home and have a good rest. By the time you wake up tomorrow morning, everything will be dealt with.”

“Gerald, it’s too dangerous out here! Why don’t you just come with me and stay the night in my home?” replied Stella, her worry reflected in her tone.

“No can do. I still have some things to settle tonight.”

“But thunder can already be heard… It’ll be raining heavily soon… All of us are already saved! What else needs to be done?” said Stella, persistent that he leave with her.

“Just remember our promise. Aside from keeping the fact that you’ve seen me a secret, you don’t have to worry about anything else.”

Chapter 914

Gerald Crawford:The Secretly Rich Man Novel (Invisible or Poorest) Chapter 914 After saying that, Gerald patted Stella on her shoulder before nodding toward the driver.

Seeing that, the driver immediately started driving off the moment Gerald closed the car’s door.

When Stella turned to look at Gerald through the car’s rear window, a flash of lightning lit the sky behind him. Though he had barely moved from the spot he was standing in earlier, Stella felt a chill run down her spine as she saw the expression on his face for that split second when the lightning had struck.

It was at that moment when Stella knew that he was no longer the Gerald she once knew. This new Gerald was terrifying.

As he slowly disappeared from her view, roars of thunder could be heard, dark clouds completely covering the night sky. Torrential rains soon followed alongside massive gusts of strong wind.

With the storm already here, Gerald himself began making his next move…

Back at the Schuyler family mansion, several representatives from both the Long and Moldell family were now watching as Noah scolded his son.

“How the hell have all of them managed to escape?! Not only did you fail to catch the culprits involved with the fire, but now we’ve lost our hostages too?!” roared Noah in anger.

“While we were hot on Jasmine and her group’s trail earlier, they somehow managed to slip away when they ran into the forested area! Worry not, however! I’ll definitely catch them sooner or later, dad!” replied Yael as he wiped the cold rain off his face.

“Humph! You’ve messed up big time tonight, Yael! How am I supposed to feel confident letting you inherit such a large property in the future now?!” added Noah in his rage.

Throughout his long life, this was the first time he had ever been humiliated this deeply by someone, so it was no wonder why he was feeling so embarrassed.

“Don’t blame Master Yael anymore, Mr. Schuyler. It’s evident that the Fendersons secretly received help from others this time around. Regardless, Jasmine and the others escaping doesn’t really affect us. After all, we already have full control over Bryson. Let’s just focus on increasing our manpower there. No matter how capable our invisible enemy is, we’re certain that they won’t be able to create any further messes,” said a few members of both the Long and Moldell family as they stepped forward.

Hearing that, Noah calmed down slightly before nodding.

“…You’re right. Since both your families are helping us with this, I trust that things will still go fine. As you said, the captives making their escape doesn’t really affect the plan as a whole. Let’s just let that incident slide for now… Yes… Come! I’m sure all of you haven’t had enough wine earlier! Let’s drink as we chat the night away about our great success to come! Servants! Prepare more wine and dishes right this instant!” ordered Noah.

As one of the servants instantly ran over to fill Noah’s wine glass, he accidentally upset its contents all over Noah’s lap!

What followed was a tight slap to the servant’s face!

“F*cking hell! Do you have a death wish?!” roared Noah who was already in a bad mood.

“I-I’m sorry master! I’m so sorry!”

“This is so f*cking annoying… Where’s my wife anyway? She was here just moments ago, wasn’t she? Go call her over and tell her to make a toast! After all, there are so many distinguished guests here today!” grumbled Noah as he shook his head.

Cupping his swollen cheek, the servant quickly ran out of the room to call Noah’s wife over.

As soon as he was far enough, however, he turned back to face the room before spitting.

“You old b*stard! You’ll definitely die a horrible death one day! Haley, go call for his wife!” shouted the servant as he continued glaring at the door to the conference room.

Though he knew for a fact that Haley—a female servant—was among a few other servants who were posted at this specific corridor, no reply returned. Turning around, he then shouted the order again, though the only reply he got was a tremendously loud rumble of thunder.

The intensity of the thunder made him shiver in place.

“…What on earth…? Where are the other servants? Actually, where is everyone?” said the servant, baffled by how eerily empty the entire place was.

At that moment, the light in the yard flickered once before everything outside went dark.

Seeing this, the servant began walking toward the manor’s entrance in confusion as he said, “D*mn it all… Where the hell are all the bodyguards? Were they all struck by lightning or something?”

Just as he opened the mansion’s front door, a flash of lightning lit the entire yard. It was at that moment when the servant finally realized why the entire mansion was empty.

A scream of pure terror followed shortly after.

Chapter 915

Gerald Crawford:The Secretly Rich Man Novel (Invisible or Poorest) Chapter 915 The entire yard was filled with corpses regardless of gender!

As if the horrific scene wasn’t enough, the heavy rain had caused the yard to stagnate with a strikingly crimson liquid…

Shaking in utter fear, another flash of lightning notified the servant of the presence of someone else in the yard…

His eyes had already adjusted to the darkness by now, so when the servant turned to look at the person standing in the middle of the yard with an umbrella in hand, he swore on his life that he had just seen a demon in the flesh.

As the demon of a man turned to look at him, the servant became petrified in place, unable to even move his legs even though the demon—who had his other hand in his pocket—was now walking toward him.

In fact, he was so terrified that he couldn’t even let out the tiniest whimper.

After what seemed like forever, the servant was surprised to see that the horrifying person had quite a handsome face. However, his surprise turned to fear again the moment he realized how feral the person’s eyes were.

The demon’s eyes alone reflected his bloodlust, and they were enough to make the servant hold his breath in fear as the man finally stood before him.

Closing his umbrella upon reaching the manor’s porch, the demonic man shook it slightly before asking in a contrastingly kind voice, “Are the rest in here?”

Not knowing whether the dark stains on the umbrella were truly blood or just a trick of his eyes, the servant then replied in a stuttering voice, “Y-yes! They’re all inside!”

“Thank you. Do hold on to this for me,” said the youth as he handed the umbrella over to the servant.

“…V-very well…” replied the servant, trembling vigorously as he watched the demon walk further into the manor.

“A toast to the partnership among the Longs, Moldells, and Schuylers! Together, nobody in the world will be able to take us down! Haha! While celebrating, let’s discuss the progress of tracking Gerald down, shall we?” said Noah as he laughed loudly.

“Honestly, Quentin and Trey, ever since the Longs asked us to help look for Gerald, my dad’s been in hot pursuit of him this entire time. If Gerald hadn’t had someone protecting him so viciously back then, I’m sure my dad would’ve already captured him half a year ago. Uncle Berk is well aware of that fact too,” added Yael.

Hearing that, Berk nodded in agreement.

“Indeed. We’re well aware that the Schuylers have been going all out in their hunt for Gerald this entire time!” said Quentin

Trey then added, “Worry not, we’ve already informed Jett about your family’s contributions. We’re certain he’ll remember all your help!”

“I’m glad to hear that! I hope that you’ll both compliment us more in Jett’s presence in the future! But enough of that for now. Let’s have another toast!” announced Noah as he raised his wine glass.

As a brief silence ensued while everyone drank from their glasses, slow echoes of footsteps could suddenly be heard coming from a distance in the corridor outside.

“Hmm? Could the lady finally be here?” asked one of the guests.

“Doesn’t sound like high heels so I don’t think so!” replied Noah with a bitter smile.

Eventually, the footsteps came to a halt right outside the door. With a long creak, the slowly opening door finally revealed the face of the demonic youth.

“…Y-you’re!-” said Noah aloud as his frown turned to an expression of utter delight.

“Who is that?” asked one of the guests.

“Haha! He’s Gerald!” announced Yael as he immediately stood up in excitement.

“What? That’s him?” said both Quentin and Trey as they looked at the youth standing at the door, stunned.

“That’s him alright. That b*stard ruined my two nephews… How bold of you to take the initiative to come here alone!” roared Berk as even he stood up in a rage.

“Courting death, are we? Capture him!” ordered the Quentin and Trey duo as the other two subordinates of the Moldell family sprang into action!