The Secretly Rich Man

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Chapter 1048

Gerald Crawford:The Secretly Rich Man Novel (Invisible or Poorest) Chapter 1048 Upon hearing that name, both Kort and Parker were left momentarily stupefied.

“… From what you’ve said, I’m assuming that you’re acquainted with my third uncle, Christopher, who’salso the Moldell family’s elder, correct? Still, I find it odd that he’s never mentioned a ‘Daryl’ before,”replied Kort, feeling his heart skip a beat.

Even among the other secret societies, few men knew much about the mysterious Christopher whowas, in a way, the totem of the Moldell family.

As far as Kort knew, the Crawfords were simply a regular wealthy family. How on earth could Darylhave gotten acquainted with that old man?

“If I recall correctly, ‘secret societies’ like yours each have their own strict rules to abide by. A universalrule for all of you is that fact that you can’t get involved with the ordinary world all willy-nilly, no? Yetthat’s exactly what you scoundrels did! What more, you even built your own family from the ground up,just to be able to meddle more with the ordinary world! You’re even bold enough to declare wanting todestroy the Crawford family! Don’t you scoundrels think that you’re looking down too much on theMoldell family’s rules?” said Daryl, ignoring Kort’s question as he headed over to the seat of honor andsat there while laughing heartily.novelbin

“…Old Master Crawford, which force do you belong to, exactly? You’re just a powerful and richbusinessman, no? How is it that you know what happens within secret societies like the back of yourhand?” asked Kort.

“Humph. I belong to the Soul Palace. Then again, I wonder if Christopher ever even mentioned thesociety to you.”

“…S-soul Palace…?” replied Kort, feeling his eyelids twitch extremely rapidly.

“I-it’s the people from the Soul Palace!” stuttered Kort’s remaining men as they looked at each other inutter dismay before each taking a step back.

For anyone within a secret society, it was rather impossible to not have heard of the Soul Palace’sreputation. For context, there were once quite a few major secret societies in Weston. However, one ofthe more developed and prosperous secret societies—at the time—was completely wiped out by theSoul Palace in a single night.

Those from the Soul Palace usually left traces of their involvement behind so that others could comelook for them if they wanted to avenge the deceased. However, nobody was daring or foolish enough todo so.

Due to that well-known incident—among the secret societies—it was natural for Kort and his men to beslightly intimidated.

“So you’re the master of the Soul Palace as you are of the Crawford family, Daryl… So that’s whatyou’ve been doing in the past few decades… I admit that I was unaware of all this, but I guess I finallysee the bigger picture now…”

“What exactly did the realization of who I am, reveal to you?”

“Well, half a year ago, my beloved third son, Jett, was kidnapped by a mysterious and powerful personin Mayberry. Up till this point, I still have no leads on where he could be or whether he’s even still alive!Adding that to the extermination of the Moldells in the Logan Province, I wonder it’s safe to assume that

you were the one in charge of all that?” growled Kort as his eyes turned bloodshot, filled withresentment.

Hearing that, the infuriated Daryl roared, “You b*stard!”

Even though Daryl didn’t move an inch, Kort could feel his cheeks being slapped hard, twice! He didn’teven have a chance to fight back!

“Mind you, I’ve already lived a long life! Your third son and family members are nothing more than trivialscoundrels in my eyes! Being as trivial as they are, why would I ever wish to waste brain cells thinkingof how to properly deal with them? How frustrating!”

Kort himself simply cupped his hurt cheeks, not daring to say another word for now.

Seeing his reaction, Dylan and the other Crawfords got particularly excited.

“…I never thought that you’d have this much power, dad… Speaking of which, was it truly not ourpeople who slaughter the Moldells in the Logan Province then?” asked Dylan who had gained near-infinite confidence now that he had seen how powerful his father truly was.

As Daryl watched as his son sat down beside him, he sighed before replying, “How do I even say this…Well, I, for one, didn’t do it… However, it truly was a Crawford who did the deed. Honestly, I would’vedone so myself if I cared any less for seniority. After all, those b*stards are nothing but robbers who’vebeen having thoughts about acquiring the Crawford family for over twenty years by now. With all thewicked tricks they’ve been using throughout the years, I’m genuinely surprised that they’re still sodissatisfied, even after slaughtering the Morningstar family,” explained Daryl, his anger apparent in histone.

Kort felt the corner of his lip twitch when he heard that.

“…Oh? So it truly was done by someone from our family? But aside from you, who else has such greatpower?” asked Dylan, confused.

“I wonder as well, grandpa. Speaking of which, why didn’t you appear earlier? Our family wouldn’t haveto face so much danger today if you had just done so! Regardless, kill them all today and make surenone of them escape!” exclaimed Jessica.

“Hahaha! I never thought that my granddaughter would take after my personality! I like you a lot morecompared to that cowardly grandson of mine!” replied Daryl with a hearty laugh.

“Well, let’s just say that I didn’t come over earlier due to some personal issues that I’d rather not shareat the moment. Anyway, I’m not even needed to deal with these mere scoundrels, my goodgranddaughter… Now come over here…” added Daryl as he turned to look at the black-robed men.

“Go check if the young master has returned,” ordered the old man.

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