Gerald Crawford:The Secretly Rich Man Novel (Invisible or Poorest) Chapter 1322
“As for you. How many times have I told you not to get involved with any of the Fairleighs? Knowing Seamus, who knows what he had in mind when you made that bet with him? It should’ve been clear as day that he wanted to cheat you! Had it not been for the savage running wild, you would’ve definitely lost the bet!” reprimanded the middle-aged man.
To those who knew him, he was none other than the master of King Valley, Rupert Yateman. He was a father to two daughters, them being Yenny and Fleur Yateman.
Being the younger daughter, Yenny had quite the bizarre attitude, and her personality was flippant as it was insincere. Fleur, on the other hand, was much more mature and stable-minded.
Regardless, Rupert couldn’t help but feel irked this time. After all, the bet his daughter had made had cost the lives of seven of the King Valley’s most highly ranked masters.
“All of you should know how covetously the Fairleighs have been eyeing us this entire time! With that in mind, everyone should be extra careful whenever they decide things! None of you should get involved with the Fairleighs, is that clear?” instructed Rupert.
Following that, he then turned to look at his daughters before angrily adding, “As for you two, go back to your rooms! You’re grounded until further notice!”
After the slightly pouting duo walked off to enter their rooms, Myles took a step forward and bowed before saying, “Greetings, master! This lowly one has a request!”
Frowning slightly, Rupert then asked, “Go on, what is it?”
“Well, I know you’ve been recruiting martial arts masters from all over the world, master. With that in mind, allow me to introduce you to Mr. Crawford here! He’s the disciple of our benefactor back then!” introduced Myles.
Upon hearing that, Rupert turned to look at Gerald before replying in an indifferent tone, “What benefactor?”
“…You know, the one who… Well, back in the shantytown…” mumbled Myles.
Now sighing in irritation, Rupert then responded, “Three rare medicinal herbs you say? What favor did that man even do for us to deserve that! Look, I’m getting really annoyed right now, so if you don’t leave with the money already, you’ll be going home empty-handed!”
At that moment, a young servant fumbled into the room while shouting, “N-not good! Things aren’t looking good!”
Watching as the boy fell to the ground, Rupert’s frown deepened as he asked, “What is it that’s gotten you into such a panic?”
“I-it’s the master of Fairleigh Valley, master! He’s leading lots of people over, saying that it was our peoples’ fault for letting some undefeatable God of War on the loose! I’m not sure what they meant by that, but they’re claiming that those from our valley caused the Fairleighs to suffer massive losses! They want us to compensate them now, and if we don’t, they’re planning on barging in!” explained the servant.
“…What?! Those utter b*stards!” roared Rupert in fury as he slammed both hands onto his table.
“Gather our men immediately! I’m the dignified master of King Valley! Who do those Fairleighs think they are just doing as they please here?!”
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