The Secretly Rich Man novel Chapter 1515

Gerald Crawford:The Secretly Rich Man Novel (Invisible or Poorest) Chapter 1515

As the men quickly rushed over and surrounded Perla, what seemed to be the leader of the group asked, “What happened, Jenny?”

Upon closer inspection, Perla realized that the leader was no stranger. He was Benson, the cocky guy who had tried to outmuscle Gerald but ended up getting tricked the other day!

“She slapped me, Benson! Also, remember that kid we met at Heartstone Manor’s parking lot? It appears that Perla is closely related to him!” replied Jenny in an exaggerated manner.

“Dmn it! I’ve been looking for that little bstard for the longest time! I’m going to rip him to shreds once I finally find him! Regardless, to think that you’d actually dare to hurt Jenny! Are you sick of living or something?!” roared Benson as he raised his palm, fully ready to hit Perla.

“Stop this at once!” shouted a cold voice at that moment.

Turning to look at the source of the voice, Benson saw that the one who had shouted was a middle-aged man who had a tag above his front pocket stating, ‘manager’. Following closely behind him, was a group of security guards…

The manager himself was fuming mad. This was the most famous clothing mall in all of Jenna City! Anyone daring enough to cause trouble here must surely be tired of living!

However, after stomping a bit closer, the manager suddenly stopped in his tracks when he saw who the leader of the group was.

A surprised expression on his face, the manager then said, “…Oh? Is that you, Benson?”

“Hmm? Ah, so it’s you, Manager Xenthe! It’s nothing much, really, I’m just teaching this woman here a lesson! It’s a personal grudge, you see. With that said, I’m sure you don’t have a problem with that, right?” asked Benson with a cold smile on his face.

“Heh! But of course, not! Since you’re involved, I’ll be giving you some face this time around!” replied Manager Xenthe with a snort before laughing aloud.

“Is there really a need to talk this much, Benson? Go beat her up already! I need to show her what happens when someone dares to offend me!” grumbled Jenny.

Holding onto his aching hand as he screamed miserably, he turned to look at his assailant—who was now standing right in front of Perla—before roaring, “Who the hell are you?!”

By that point, several other middle-aged men had gathered behind the attacker, though none of them even bothered replying to Benson.

Regardless, the middle-aged man who had first arrived then walked toward Perla and bowed before ashamedly saying, “My sincerest apologies, Miss Sherwin! To think that you had been so close to getting humiliated!”

“…Don’t mention it… And you are…?” asked Perla.

Truth be told, she had already planned on how to avoid Benson’s attack earlier. To think that someone would suddenly come to her aid instead! Even so, she hadn’t the slightest idea who he was.

“Ah, where are my manners. I go by Hanson Luwie, and though you may not know me, I certainly know who you are. The thing is, I first came across you while I was accompanying Chairman Yahto, the head of our family!” replied Hanson in a respectful tone.