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Gerald Crawford:The Secretly Rich Man (Invisible or Poorest) Chapter 1055

Lyra found herself walking amidst a dense forest on a large mountain. The air was filled with a thick miasma and

everything felt gloomy and eerie.

The fact that there didn’t seem like there was anyone else around made her feel all the more terrified.

After walking through the forest for some time, Lyra’s ears twitched as the sound of a flowing stream could be

heard. Looking around, she eventually came across a lit area where the stream was. However, that wasn’t the only

thing she saw there.

Standing beside the stream was a woman wearing white clothes. It was a no-brainer that anyone who saw such a

long-haired woman standing in the middle of nowhere would be rightfully terrified.

“…Who… who are you…?” asked Lyra meekly as she looked at the woman’s back.

“…Save me… You’re the only one capable of leading him here to save me…!” replied the woman.

Though Lyra was terrified when she heard that, she could sense the melancholy in her voice, and it seemed that

the woman was weeping as well.

“…W-who is this, ‘he’ you speak of…?”

“…Save me…! You’re the only one capable of leading him here to save me…!” repeated the woman as she wailed

on.

To Lyra’s horror, the woman then slowly began turning around. Lyra felt her eyes widen in fear as she saw the

woman’s extremely pale face. That wasn’t the worst part either. The woman was shedding tears of blood!

Lyra instantly let out a blood-curdling scream and it took her a while to finally realize that Gerald’s voice was

present.

Opening her eyes, she saw that Gerald was sitting beside her, and he currently had a concerned look on his face as

he asked, “What’s wrong, Lyra?”

Throwing herself into his arms, her heart continued pounding rapidly for a while. Eventually, she managed to calm

down slightly.

“Was it a nightmare…?” asked Gerald.

“It… It was… It was terrifying… I dreamed that I was stuck in a dense and gloomy forest with nobody else around…

However, the moment I finally bumped into someone, it was a woman who cried tears of blood! She… She told me

to send someone over to save her!” replied Lyra as she explained what she had dreamed of.

Slowly shaking his head, Gerald then said, “Maybe you’re just too tired due to the stress of everything that’s been

happening recently… Regardless, it’ll still be a little while before dawn… Take the time to rest, and try not to worry

too much about it. I’ll be by your side…”

“I… I don’t think I’ll be able to… Ever since I saw that picture of Warhill Mountain, I’ve constantly felt insecure… It’s

like I can feel that something is about to happen… Also, the more I think about it, the more I feel that that woman’s

back resembles someone…”

“Hmm? Do you have any idea who…?”

“…Yes. Remember that statue of a woman that I was talking about? Back when we first saw the map? That statue—

that had been broken waist-down—resembled the white-clothed woman in my dream a lot! In fact, they look

exceedingly similar!” replied Lyra who was so scared that her cheeks became flushed.

“I see… Regardless, everything’s fine now… It’s normal to get nightmares of unnerving images… Again, I’ll be here

so do rest for a little longer…”

After some persuasion, Lyra eventually lay down on her bed again. Gerald himself didn’t take the incident to heart.

Once dawn came, both of them got up separately. A little while later, a servant knocked on the door before saying,

“Young master and young lady, the old master ordered everyone in the family to get themselves cleaned up at the

break of dawn. After all, you’ll all be studying the picture of the sun again.”

“Very well!” replied Gerald with a nod.

Even from the previous day, his grandfather had prioritized the picture of the sun above all else, telling the other

Crawfords to study it.

After all, he was well aware that alone, one’s power was limited. With so many family members there, they were

bound to eventually find out more about it.

Gerald knew that his grandfather was simply worried about the prophesized curse of the sun picture. The curse

where the Crawford family would eventually end up getting wiped out for good. It was why they had been making

preparations to face the calamity from time to time.

Regardless, by the time Gerald and Lyra arrived at the secret room after cleaning themselves up, they found that

though it was still very early in the morning, many, if not all, of the Crawford family members were already

gathered there.

The room was so silent that Gerald felt that even a toddler would be pressured to study along silently if one was

present.

Deeper inside, Gerald’s grandfather could be seen studying the map with many others. They seemed to have been

doing so for a while now.

Seeing that, Gerald pulled Lyra along to the side before sitting down beside her. He then whispered, “That picture of

the sun is our family’s heirloom, Lyra. Do have a look at it too since grandpa called you over as well.”

“Will do!” replied Lyra as she nodded firmly.

The picture itself was as cryptic as ever, and nobody had been able to discern anything meaningful from it.

As Gerald started studying the image as well, several other thoughts were swimming in Lyra’s head. Essentially, she

was just feeling pleased that Gerald was finally starting to accept her more.

It was great news for her, and quite honestly, nothing else was more important to Lyra at the moment.