Gerald Crawford: The Secretly or invisible Rich Man Chapter 1968
“Well, for one, my grandfather has died, and the Crawford family no longer exists… With that in mind, I should note
that I’m here on my own behalf and not on behalf of my family. As for why I’m here, I’d like to ask you something…
Is it true that you know how to access the Autremonde Realm…?” asked Gerald.
Upon hearing that, Christos momentarily went silent. Staring at Gerald for a while, the old man then asked in a cold
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇttone, “…So what if I do?”
“Well, if you do, I’d like to learn more about that place. As for how I found out about the Autremonde Realm in the
first place, I learned of its existence after reading about the realm in an old family notebook. The notebook also
stated that you’ve been there before!” replied Gerald.
“Look, I’m sorry but I can’t tell you anything about that place! If there’s nothing else, then just leave already!”
yelled Christos, firmly denying any form of help.
Hearing that, Gerald felt rather helpless. Even so, he could tell that Christos must have experienced something bad
there… Why else would he be so against talking about the Autremonde Realm? Still, Gerald knew for a fact that
forcing the old man to talk wouldn’t do him any good.
With that in mind, since he already knew that doing things the hard way wouldn’t get him anywhere, he may as well
try using the soft way.
Following that thought, Gerald then left the grocery store… Though he returned soon after with several cans of
beer as well as some food.
Hopefully, this would show Christos how sincere he was…
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmFingers crossed that the old man would finally be willing to open up a little, Gerald then placed the beer and food
before Christos.
Opening one of the beer cans and handing it to the old man, Gerald then said, “I know how powerful you are, senior
Christos. With that in mind, I respect you a lot. Do have some beer and food and I hope you’ll be willing to at least
have a talk with me after that!”
With so many beer bottles lying around, it wasn’t hard for Gerald to guess that the old man was pretty fond of
drinking. It was probably to help Christos ease his pains…