Gerald Crawford:The Secretly Rich Man (Invisible or Poorest) Chapter 550
The bodyguards showed no mercy. Though Michelle was slightly older than the others, she too was terrified as she
watched the chaos unfold before her eyes.
Gerald on the other hand, simply sat there quietly. He was no saint and he wasn’t obligated to help everyone with
everything. He knew that Blake Wadford sounded familiar and if he wanted to, he could even talk him out of it. But
Gerald didn’t want to. He had no obligations to help Yolanda and Jarvis. Both of them were mere strangers to him.
Besides, Yolanda had constantly looked down on him. She deserved to be beaten up like this for always being so
stubborn and reckless. It would seem that Queeny and the others were going to be involved in this as well.
All of a sudden, a team of employees rushed into the restaurant.
“M-Mr. Wadford! Stop! Please stop!” pleaded what seemed to be the team’s leader. More employees rushed in
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The leader of the team was the girl at the ticket counter earlier. She was apparently also responsible for this area.
“Huh? Oh, it’s you Becky. What’s wrong? Why shouldn’t I beat them up?” scowled Blake.
Becky immediately stood beside him before whispering into his ear. In an instant, Blake’s face turned pale.
‘…What? They were let in by Mr. Lyle?’ Blake thought to himself.
“The security team informed me that they had caused a fight here so I came running as soon as I could, Mr.
Wadford!” explained Becky.
Blake went silent for a moment before he took in a deep breath. He now knew who these people were. They
weren’t even supposed to be here in the first place. However, it would seem that this Jarvis guy gave his father a
call which eventually got them in.
Becky hadn’t wanted to grant them access, but the manager had told her to let them in and treat them like VIPs.
Mr. Lyle had been the one to authorize their entrance. One of his relatives gave Mr. Will a call, which led to the
current situation. Even the two managers—who were supposed to be purchasing stocks—were now rushing back
here.
Blake was now sweating bullets. He couldn’t believe what he was hearing. He immediately turned to look at Jarvis—
who was still lying on the ground— with apologetic eyes.
“Ah, good sir, why didn’t you mention that you were let in by Mr. Lyle? Indeed, this really was a misunderstanding!”
said Blake in cold sweat. The difference in power between Mr. Dean and Mr. Lyle was colossal. Of course Blake
would feel terrified!
The bodyguards understood the situation immediately and each of them nervously took a step back. It was as
though they had just undergone a one-eighty degree flip, attitude-wise. This only made Michelle even more
impressed.
“D*mn! Honestly, who is he? How can one person hold that much power?” said Michelle as she stared at Jarvis, her
eyes filled with admiration.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmYolanda on the other hand, was glaring at them. She then laughed hysterically before shouting, “Hahaha! You
dumba*ses! I’ll make sure all of you are dead by dawn for slapping me!”
More slaps echoed through the restaurant as Yolanda continued to slap each bodyguard several times. Though she
was being beaten up just seconds ago, her ego had reached new heights now that she could fight back without any
repercussions. She knew that Jarvis wouldn’t let her down.
“Mr. Jarvis… May I know who your father is?” asked Blake timidly.
“Heh, my dad is Thomas Fish. Both my parents are in Serene Org, and even Mr. Edward here knows them!” said
Jarvis smugly.
‘Thomas Fish…? I know several of Mr. Lyle’s connections but not him… Mr. Lyle intervened for him? That… doesn’t
sound quite right…?’ Blake thought to himself.
“Humph! Know your place, old man! I’ll slap you twice as much as your bodyguards did to me!” said Yolanda as she
walked up to Blake, cockily.
“Blake! Long time no see, huh!” said Gerald with a smile out of the blue. He then got up from his seat and stood
there, hands in his pockets.