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Gerald Crawford:The Secretly Rich Man (Invisible or Poorest) Chapter 1365
“…What? She’s gone missing…?!” growled Queena in rage.
“P-please spare me, master…! She truly was still in her room earlier! While I did hear her talking to someone
earlier, I didn’t pay much attention to it since I simply assumed that she was talking to Hattie! By the time I went in
to check on her again, she was nowhere to be seen and Hattie was already in a coma!”
As the servant had said before, Hattie was the personal maid that Queena had assigned for Jasmine, and true to
the servant’s words, the second Queena entered the room for herself, she found that Jasmine really was absent
and that Hattie was still lying in a coma!
Following that, Queena closed her eyes slightly to concentrate on her surroundings.
A little while later, she opened them again before coldly saying, “…From what I can tell, she was rescued by others
earlier. I believe they haven’t escaped too far, so launch an immediate search party for them around the area!”
Shuddering with fear, everyone immediately obeyed, running off to fulfill Jasmine’s orders.
Meanwhile, a slightly fearful Jasmine found herself by a large river as she continued trying to struggle free from the
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtrandom middle-aged man who had kidnapped her.
The strange-looking person had appeared in her room about half an hour ago, and without saying a word, he had
easily knocked Hattie out before bringing her all the way here at incredibly high speeds! In fact, he had been so fast
that throughout their journey to the riverside, Jasmine had felt like she was flying!
Aside from Gerald and Queena, Jasmine hadn’t seen anyone this capable, and that was honestly what scared
Jasmine the most. The fact that he had brought her to some large river that was surrounded by tall trees only
served to increase her terror.
“Please, just let me free… Who even are you…?” asked the frightened Jasmine.
“Is there even a need to ask? I’m clearly the one saving you!” replied the middle-aged man with a faint smile.
“…Do you know Gerald? Was he the one who told you to come save me?” asked Jasmine, not knowing who else
could be acquainted with such an exceptional person other than Gerald.
“…In a way. Regardless, even if he hadn’t told me to save you, I’d still have done so!” said the slightly hunchbacked
man—who had also been carrying an odd, large bag on his back this entire time—as he flashed a slightly bitter
smile.
Though his scar-filled face—that also littered with burn marks—would strike fear in just about anyone, the second
Jasmine heard what he said, she was instantly filled with joy.
“So you really do know Gerald! Where is he now? Why didn’t he come over to save me himself?” asked Jasmine,
hints of anxiousness in her voice.
“He’s been with me for a while, and he’s currently busy dealing with something important. Regardless, since you
know Gerald well, I’m sure you’re well aware that he has a soft spot for you. With that in mind, as long as you’re
still locked up by that woman, he won’t be able to eat or sleep well!” explained the middle-aged man.
Upon hearing that, Jasmine found herself overflowing with joy. So she was still significant to him! Well, maybe not
significant, but at the very least, he was still worried for her!
It was at that moment that Jasmine realized that she didn’t yearn for much. After all, all it took for her to be
satisfied was for Gerald to show concern about her, just like he currently was.
“…Hold on, you told me that even if Gerald hadn’t told you to save me, you’d still have done so. Why is that, sir?”
asked Jasmine, feeling slightly bewildered.
For some odd reason, Jasmine now felt that the middle-aged man wasn’t as frightening as he had been before.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmWhile it probably had something to do with their brief conversation earlier, she felt that it was also because she was
finally able to have a proper look at his eyes.
His gaze—whenever he looked at her—seemed particularly gentle, and anyone who saw it would be prompted to
behave more friendly toward him.
“You truly do resemble your aunt, Jasmine! Like two peas in a pod! Actually, scratch that. You resemble Queta even
more!” replied the man with a slight chuckle.
“…You… You know my name…? Actually, hold on, you even know who my aunt and cousin are? Who… Who exactly
are you…?” asked the puzzled Jasmine.
“But of course I know who all of you are! Hell, it wouldn’t be a stretch for me to say that I know more about the
Fendersons than you do!” said the man with a bitter smile before revealing a photograph that had been hidden
under his sleeve… It was a photograph of Queta.
Being an extremely smart woman, the shocked Jasmine found herself carefully observing the middle-aged man’s
eyes. Eventually, it hit her.
No wonder he felt so familiar… Not only did his eyes resemble Gerald’s, but the shape of their faces were similar as
well!
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