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Gerald Crawford:The Secretly Rich Man (Invisible or Poorest) Chapter 1141

Both Lord Fenderson and Joshua were sent back to the apartment less than an hour later. By that time, however,

Lord Fenderson was already seriously ill and Mindy was still in a coma.

Seeing this, Gerald skipped the pleasantries with Joshua and immediately provided him with new prescriptions for

the two individuals.

Once he was done with that, Gerald headed out into the streets. Since it was already evening, it was only logical for

the young lord to have returned home by now.

As he walked on, Gerald saw how lively the streets currently were, with many pedestrians getting immersed in the

exciting atmosphere.

‘Hearing the name of the Holy Witchcraft alone usually prompts people to associate it with feelings of wickedness…

What did that group of people do? And why are there so many who have come over to worship them?’ Gerald

thought to himself.

It wasn’t long before he arrived at the door of Linus’s Yonwick Manor.

Since the manor was the reception point for the young lord’s arrival, there was already a near-impenetrable crowd

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by the time Gerald got there.

Standing at the manor’s entrance, were several young apprentices of the Yonwick family who had been tasked with

receiving the important guests.

Due to that, it was no wonder why Gerald’s path was blocked by them when he tried to enter.

“Hey now, you can’t just enter the manor all willy-nilly! Who even allowed you entry?”

“Oh? Didn’t Linus tell you I was coming?” replied Gerald.

“Who the hell even are you? How dare you address my uncle by his name! I’ll have you know that all the guests

present today are both influential and powerful people, many of whom are well over the age of fifty! Nice try, but

I’ve had my share of opportunists like you!” shouted the youth coldly in return.

“There’s no need to talk to him that way… After all, a single glance is all it takes to be able to tell that he comes

from foreign lands! Maybe he just wanted to enter to have a look after seeing so many people going in and out of

the manor! The extravagance of this place could also have piqued his interest! So again, there’s no need to be so

fierce!” said a charming woman as she smiled subtly while looking at Gerald.

From the way she spoke, it was evident that the woman had a good first impression of Gerald. After all, not only did

his body seem to be in tiptop condition, he also looked extraordinarily friendly. The combination of the two gave

Gerald the look of a learned gentleman. It was the reason why she had spoken up for him.

Just like how men were susceptible to helping beautiful women, women—like her—were also prone to aiding

handsome men.

“Regardless, do you truly wish to enter…?” asked the woman, continuing to smile.

Looking more closely at her, Gerald could see that she seemed to be in her twenties. Her hair had also been tied in

a ponytail and her smile was particularly sweet.

Seeing that he wasn’t answering her question, the woman then added, “…You know, we’re a little understaffed right

now… Why don’t you come along inside with me?”

Before Gerald could even reply, the woman was already dragging Gerald into the manor like how a parent would

drag their child.

“Humph! That younger sister of mine is way too kind… Since Queeny’s cried before just by seeing small animals

die, it wouldn’t surprise me that she felt compassionate toward him just because I scolded him a little earlier!

Sometimes I wonder if she truly is a Yonwick!” muttered the man to himself as he watched Queena Yonwick lead

Gerald deeper into the manor.

After walking for a while, Queena eventually stopped before saying, “Well, this is the place! That, over there, is Mr.

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Yonwick, and I’ve already notified him about your presence. If any of the guests require any help, just head over to

them and lend them a hand! I’ll be heading out there myself to serve them as well!”

Flashing him a smile, she then waved at him before leaving.

“…That young woman really is nothing like the other Yonwicks—at least the ones I’ve come across before—at all!

What an enthusiastic person!” muttered Gerald to himself as he couldn’t help but smile in resignation. Regardless,

that woman truly was rather interesting.

As he had said, however, she was a little too enthusiastic as well. It made him embarrassed to admit to her that he

was actually here to assassinate people. Some people were certainly harder to reject than others.

“Hmm? Hey, you there! You were the one Mr. Yonwick called over, right? Come over here already and serve us

some drinks!” shouted a young man rather unceremoniously.

The one who had called out to Gerald was seated—around one of the many tables that had been placed outside the

manor—alongside a few other young men and women.

Since they had noticed that it was Queena who had brought him here,—and they knew for a fact that Mr. Yonwick

had put her in charge of miscellaneous tasks—putting two and two together, they figured that Gerald was under

her, which meant that he had the same tasks that she did.

Hearing that, a frown formed on Gerald’s face.

While he was slightly angry by the order, he knew that since he hadn’t rejected Queena’s enthusiastic offer earlier,

it was akin to him agreeing with her suggestion.

With that in mind, Gerald knew that it would be imprudent of him to vent his anger out just like that.