The Secretly Rich Man

Gerald Crawford: The Secretly Rich Man Novel (Invisible or Poorest) Chapter 1168

After all, Zeus seemed to be somewhat related to him, and Jasmine was still being held captive by her.

Regardless, once he got back to the Montholm Island manor, he was immediately greeted by the sight of a group of people surrounding the manor. Everyone was dressed in odd-looking costumes, and there were hundreds of them blocking the manor's entrance.

However, what caught Gerald's attention most was a few of his bodyguards lying on the ground.

"Young master! You've returned!" shouted several of his bodyguards-who were still conscious-excitedly the moment they saw him.

Realizing that he was now present, Joshua and Lord Fenderson immediately began walking toward him.

Once they were before him, Bryson immediately explained, "These are all members of the Holy Witchcraft, Gerald! The master of the Holy Witchcraft has personally come over today to meet you!" Hearing that, Gerald immediately knew what they were here for!

"So you're Gerald?" asked an old woman as she stepped forward.

She was clearly the master of the Holy Witchcraft, and despite already being in her eighties, both her skin and hair seemed to almost glow. There didn't seem to be many wrinkles on her face either. In other words, she looked much younger than her actual age.

Going by the name of Tiara, she had heard that a powerful young man foreign to Montholm Island had beaten up one of the members of the Holy Witchcraft. From what she had been told, that person didn't even have a chance to fight back against that young man.

As if that wasn't enough, the young man even took her grandchild away! With nothing similar ever happening to the Holy Witchcraft in the past century, Tiara knew she had to see that young man for herself to believe it.

"Indeed, I am!" replied Gerald with a nod.

"You? You're nothing but a sick weakling, are you not? Are you really that powerful? Regardless, know that even if the entire world is afraid of you, I won't ever be, Gerald, so it's high time you quit all this nonsense! We'll talk more about this later, but for now, return my grandchild to me!" said Tiara coldly as she squinted her eyes.

"I didn't bind Chester to me. He was the one who had chosen to stay by my side, and I've always treated him as a friend. No matter what he decides to do today, I'll support him. Note that the decision is his. If he wishes to go back with you, I won't try to stop him. However, if he's unwilling, don't even think about taking him away! He's been trying his best to make up for all the wrong he's previously done!" replied Gerald.

"How arrogant of you! Who do you even think you are, little Gerald?! Fine then, I'll show you the true power of the Holy Witchcraft today! The floor is yours, Second lord!" declared Tiara as she waved a hand. Following that, a man in his sixties stepped out from the crowd, an emotionless expression on his face.

He was Hendrik Tindall, the second lord of the Holy Witchcraft.

Locking his eyes on Gerald, he then charged toward him!

Seeing that, Joshua simply smiled before saying, "Who does he even think he is? Senior could easily take him down!"

However, contrary to what he had assumed, within three rounds, Gerald was already clearly out of shape.

Soon after, Hendrik landed a kick on Gerald's chest, sending Gerald flying as blood spurted out of his mouth!

"And here I thought that you would actually be a capable opponent... As it turns out, you're just another useless and arrogant brat!" declared Hendrik before laughing.

"...He clearly doesn't look like a worthy opponent for Chester... While I have no idea what method he used to lead Chester astray, it's high time we ended all this nonsense. Kill them all, Second lord!" ordered Tiara.

"With pleasure!" shouted Hendrik as he looked at Gerald with a smirk on his face as he raised his right hand.

"Making us come all the way for nothing... You'll pay with your life, you useless brat!"

"Stop!"