Slumdog Billionaire Husband
Slumdog Billionaire Husband By Rayden Berg Chapter 222
Chapter 222 Gerald Impresses the Audience
Gerald looked at Derick with great interest.
He found that Derick was quite interesting.
To some extent, Gerald felt that Derick was somewhat similar to Zackary. They were both always smiling all the time.
Derick wasn’t angry or surprised when he found that it was Ingrid who brought Gerald here.
After Gerald was provoked by others, Derick didn’t help him but proposed to fight to decide the
winner.
In the end, after Gerald injured Mark’s people, Derick did not pursue Gerald and suggested that the
party should go on.
Derick didn’t allow others to raise any objections at all.
Mark was extremely pale. Looking at Landen and Alex who were lying on the ground, he felt distressed. He looked at Derick and said, “What if I don’t let it go? My sons are beaten up. How can I just let it go?”
“You can only blame them for being weak. Also, Mark, this is my birthday party,” Derick said.
Mark looked gloomy. But there was nothing he could do now. So he could just let it go for the moment. He said, “Alright, Mr. Jackson. I’ll let this go for the moment for your sake.”
As he spoke, he looked at Gerald and said, “Gerald, right? Let’s have a fight when we are back in Washington.”
“OK,” Gerald touched his nose and said.
Gerald was a little surprised that Mark was actually afraid of Derick.
Gerald had been to Washington many times and knew about the Jackson family.
However, although the Jackson family was also a martial arts family, just like the Maddox family, it lived in the city and rarely got in touch with the underground world. Different from the Maddox family, which was quite high–profiled in business, the Jackson family was very low–key and wasn’t engaged in many businesses.
But now it seemed that the Jackson family was not ordinary.
Eddie also revealed a smile. He knew that Gerald was at the super level, and if Mark wanted to find trouble with Gerald, Mark would be asking for trouble.
Mark fixed his eyes on Gerald for a moment before he walked to the door and asked the waiters to carry Alex and Landen out.
said, “There was a little
He glanced at Darian
in coming here this time was to teach Darrell a lesson for Abraham. But Derick had called it off. Gerald had no choice but to
looked pale as
that Gerald was stronger than he had
knew that Gerald was at
down from the stage,
arts, so they only respected the strong. If Gerald was so strong at this age, he would definitely become
at Gerald
the table to sit down. Those who wanted to see
not speak again. And they
main
expected things to
Derick held a bottle of wine and began to toast to his guests. Soon, he
you’re awesome to reach the top level at
arts after being sent to prison. You’re so talented. Although my
since she was a
Jackson, you
in prison. He said that
was a bit surprised. He did not expect there to be such a person in
a smile, “I don’t think so. My master is very low–key and doesn’t want me to tell others
he must be my friend,” Derick said. “My friend, as you said, is
the
not expect that there was such a person in
did not deny it, nor did he admit it. He
at Leana beside him, and said to
now?”
for a moment and
sigh of relief. “That’s good. What do you think of my
head and looked
face turned slightly
the top level at a young age. Those who can beat her are old. Her parents died early, and I am very worried about her marriage. Since
this, he sighed
are you
said, “Mr. Jackson
old men seemed to have the same problem.
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