The Secretly Rich Man

Many years had passed since they last met, though Gerald could still remember hiring Harper into the Mayberry Organization the last time they crossed paths. Regardless, it was understandably flabbergasting for Gerald to see the current Harper in such a pitiful state…

Gerald’s train of thought was cut short when he heard Ian yell, “Are you deaf? I told you to get the items up, didn’t I?!”

Watching as Ian continued mercilessly punching and kicking Harper, the frightened audience couldn’t help but fall silent.

After beating Harper up for a while, Ian stopped before laughing as he said, “Hah! It seems I’ve made a fool out of myself! Regardless, don’t let my slave ruin the auctioning mood! Just to remind all of you, my family is massive, so we have everything you could possibly imagine! In fact, we have many other things that you’ve probably never heard of! With that said, as long as you’re willing to pay, you can buy anything you want!”

“Then, can I bid for the head of a Morningstar?” asked a loud voice that echoed throughout the hall, prompting everyone to fall silent for a while.

Shortly after, those within the crowd began whispering to each other, saying things like, “Who the hell said that? Has he gone mad…?!”

“Did I hear that right? He wants the head of a Morningstar…?!”

“Who’s the culprit…?!”

everyone began looking around to find the perpetrator, the furious Ian who had finally snapped out of it could be heard roaring,

led by a butler rushed into the scene. After scanning the room for a while, the butler’s keen eyes locked onto a youth seated in the hall’s corner. Walking toward the boy with a few of the guards, the butler then asked in a frigid tone, “Were you

in response, Gerald then took a sip of his wine before taking a cigarette out. Upon realizing that he didn’t have a lighter, he was prompted to look at the butler and ask,

the disrespectful boy! In response, Gerald quickly grabbed a few forks before piercing them through the

and some of them even began subconsciously feeling their cheeks…! Gerald, however, paid

looking around for a lighter on the butler’s body… When

the faint and momentary glow of the lighter, everyone found

That’s… Young Master

Gerald?!” exclaimed Ian, his gaze turning frigid when he overheard that. After investigating the Crawfords for so long, it was impossible for Ian not to have