The Secretly Rich Man

Chapter 991

Gerald Crawford:The Secretly Rich Man Novel (Invisible or Poorest) Chapter 991 Though winter in Colonel Island had passed, the entire area was still very cold. After all, it hadpreviously snowed heavily for three consecutive days before it finally stopped.

As a result, the chilly island was enveloped in a layer of silver.

Despite the cold, several men donning black clothes could be seen standing respectfully by the stoneentrance of a cave on the island. The men consisted of people who held high-ranks in the Soul Palace.

“Judging by the time, it should be almost done by now,” said grandpa Welson to a few leaders as asudden strong breeze blew snowflakes—which were beginning to fall again—into everyone’s faces.

Seconds later, rumbling could be heard as the heavy stone door was pushed open.

As everyone turned over to look, they saw an old man exiting the cave alongside a much younger one.

“Lord! Young master! Welcome back from your training!” shouted all the present men in unison and withutmost respect.

Daryl then laughed loudly before replying, “That’s quite enough! Go prepare the party immediately!Everyone from the Soul Palace will enjoy ourselves thoroughly today!”

Seeing how great his mood was, Grandpa Welson simply nodded before turning to look at Gerald. Itwas evident that the current young man standing before him was completely different from the one hehad met half a year ago.

Gerald now had a beard and his hair looked much messier than before. His torn clothes also revealedthe many well-defined muscles on Gerald’s now greatly strengthened body.

However, those weren’t the reason why Grandpa Welson had such a fierce-looking expression on hisface.

No, what he was currently feeling had stemmed from the fact that though snowflakes melted quicklyupon skin-contact for all the others there, any snow that fell on Gerald remained intact.

Grandpa Welson’s realization of that made the corner of his eyelid twitch rather rapidly.

Initially a Crawford, he had been together with Daryl for the longest time. He could still distinctlyremember Daryl’s hellish transformation all those years ago.

However, the impression Grandpa Welson now had on Gerald felt different from that distant memory.To him, Gerald currently exuded an even greater power compared to the lord all those years ago.

Gerald’s eyes, in particular, reflected how strong, dignified, and calm he was as a person. However, bycontrast, they simultaneously hinted at a constant bloodlust as well.

As Grandpa Welson felt a chill run down his spine, Daryl himself gently patted Gerald’s shoulder as hesaid, “Just head there once you’re done cleaning yourself up, Gerald.”

“Alright,” replied Gerald as he nodded before heading off to clean himself.

On his way to the bathroom, any leader of the Soul Palace whom he walked past would bow theirheads to greet him.

Upon opening the door to the large bathroom, Gerald was instantly greeted by warm steam. Inside,more than ten women—both young and old—could be seen attending to their chores at the side.

Closing his eyes, Gerald stretched both his arms out, prompting a few of the women to go over to himand begin massaging his shoulders. The others got busy as well, trimming his hair and giving him awell-deserved shave.

With how masculine Gerald was, none of the women could hold back from blushing.

Once he was all clean, the women then blow-dried Gerald’s body with hairdryers before sliding abathrobe onto him.

“The suit you asked for has been prepared, young master…” said one of the women shyly.

“Alright. You may leave now,” replied Gerald quite placidly.novelbin

After suiting up, Gerald found himself heaving a long sigh. He had gone through great pain in the pasthalf-year, and after enduring through all that, his suffering could finally end today.

As he fixed his tie, Gerald suddenly heard a soft and gentle voice behind him saying, “Allow me to helpyou, young master.”

Turning around to look at who had spoken, Gerald immediately found a fair and demure-looking handreaching out to touch his body. The hand itself belonged to a woman who was dressed ratherseductively.

As Gerald gently lifted her by her chin, the woman seemed to be eagerly awaiting something.

In her mind, she was thinking that if she was able to bewitch the young master, then she woulddefinitely be able to improve her position in the Soul Palace. Once that happened, she would surelyrise above the other beauties!

“Get. Lost!”

His immediate response was far from what she had anticipated, and it was evident that it hadn’toccurred to her that the young master could be this aloof.