The Secretly Rich Man

Chapter 1320

Gerald Crawford:The Secretly Rich Man Novel (Invisible or Poorest) Chapter 1320

“Oh? What’s wrong? Are you planning on hitting me or something? Haha! It’s so satisfying to see youenraged like some untamed bear! Come on, hit me! Make my day!” taunted Sam as he began pattingMyles’s face mockingly.

A second after he said that, Sam’s eyes widened as he found himself flying in the air, a burningsensation now on his right cheek. Just as he was about to scream from Gerald’s immense slap, all thewind got knocked out of him the second his body collided against the corner of a wall! As Sam beganvomiting blood, a few teeth could be seen mixed in with the crimson liquid.

As Sam’s two bodyguards stood frozen in place, completely stunned, Sam slowly crawled to his knees,glaring daggers in his utter disbelief at the man who was currently standing beside Myles.

“You… How dare you hit me…?!” growled Sam as he watched Gerald pick his bag up.

Dusting the dirt of the bag, Gerald then replied, “What? You were the one who was asking to be hit,no? Are you satisfied now, you blabbermouth?”

“You… You…! You’re courting death! Kill him!” yelled Sam furiously at his two subordinates as hisentire body trembled, too hurt to even get off the ground.

“No, wait! Don’t do it!” shouted Myles in a panic, knowing full well that every bodyguard within KingValley was extremely well-trained.

What happened next, however, caused Myles eyes to widen in shock.

Before the guards could even make a move, Gerald had swiftly moved up to them! In a single kick,both of them ended up flying quite a distance away!

Realizing that both of them were unable to even get up after receiving that attack, the horrified Saminstantly cursed, “F-f*ck!”

Not wanting to stay there any longer, Sam immediately began trying to get to his feet to flee the scene.To his utter dismay, he quickly felt Gerald’s foot stomping down on his head!novelbin

“Oh? Did you think you were going to be able to leave just like that?” asked Gerald coldly.

“Y-you better not mess around with me…! This is King Valley, you know? Stepping on the head of themost powerful person here… You have a death wish or something…?!”

“Quite frankly, I truly had assumed that those from the King Valley were all exceptional people before Icame here. I was even convinced that the master of your valley was some top-notch person. Sadly,everyone from the valley that I’ve come across—except for Myles—has been utterly disappointing.With that in mind, why should I show even the slightest respect to a useless steward like you? Also,who was it who gave you permission to even touch my belongings? A bit daring for such a uselessperson, don’t you think?” replied Gerald as he slowly began exerting more pressure on Sam’s neck.

Now both terrified and in massive pain, Sam found himself soiling his pants due to how increasinglydifficult it was for him not to think about his neck snapping if Gerald continued adding more force to hisfoot.

“…P-please, have mercy…! Please, let’s just talk this out…!” pleaded Sam.

“I’m glad you finally realize where you stand. Now then, while I’m fine with letting you go, you first haveto do something for me. Remember how you stepped on and dirtied my bag? Clean it up!” orderedGerald as he tossed the bag before Sam.

“R-right away!” replied Sam as he quickly began wiping the dirt off the bag with his hands.

Barely a second later, however, Gerald landed a kick to his face!

“W-what did I do wrong…?! I’m doing what you ordered me to…!” whimpered Sam.

“Oh really? I don’t remember telling you to clean it with your hands… Use your tongue to lick it cleanlike the mutt you are!” growled Gerald.

Seeing how fierce and ruthless Gerald’s gaze was, Sam could only instinctively tremble in fright.

Taking in a deep breath, Sam then thought, ‘…You may have the last laugh today, but I’ll surely havemy revenge one day…! Just you wait!’

Regardless, Sam then stuck out his tongue and began licking the bag clean, knowing full well that thiswas the only way he was going to avoid getting into more trouble.

Not really expecting Sam to actually obey his orders, the disgusted Gerald then kicked the injuredsteward out of the yard while shouting, “Now beat it!”

As Sam scurried off, Myles—who had been standing there this entire time—could only continue staringwide-eyed at Gerald, utterly dumbfounded by what he had just witnessed.