Gerald Crawford:The Secretly Rich Man (Invisible or Poorest) Chapter 884
“Kort’s third son, Jett?”
Dylan clenched his fists.
“Yes sir, that’s him!”
“Hahaha! For the past 6 months, has there been anything that he did not want? Sell? Could he have been any more
disrespectful? Tell him that we are not selling it!”
Dylan slammed his hands heavily on the table.
Although Kort could not come up with a valid justification to stop the Moldell family from assisting the Crawford
family to track the Sun League, six months ago, he had asked his third son, Jett to join Parker’s team under the
excuse that he should be gaining more experience.
However, upon Jett’s arrival, he had been trying to seize everything that he wanted by force and Dylan had been
very tolerant of him all this while.
But this was the final straw.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt“But master, KortMoldell has had his eyes on the Crawford family for a long time now. If Jett is not satisfied and
tries to cause trouble for us, it might end up in a disaster for us!”
The butler also replied helplessly.
“Okay, fine! Fine! Give it to them! He can have it if he wants it!
Dylan waved his hand impatiently.
Something that was worth $123,000,000.00 was nothing in Dylan’s eyes.
Be that as it may, he was still infuriated by Jett’s blatant show of disrespect.
But he had no choice, did he?
“How about it? Has Dylan agreed to it?”
A fancy-looking young man with his legs crossed was sipping his tea outside.
“Greetings, Mr. Moldell. The master said that since you’re interested in it, he will give Mountain Top Villa to you as a
gift. If you don’t mind me asking, why did you even ask about buying it in the first place?”
Despite the butler’s respectful tone, he felt the urge to eat the bastard alive.
“Okay! Very well! You know, credit where credit is due. Dylan Crawford is a man who understands the reality of
things! I’ve got to give him that!”
“Brothers, let’s go! Let’s leave this boring place, and go to Mayberry City for a few days!”
Jett said as he walked away in an ostentatious manner in front of his men.
In a restaurant in a small town in Salford Province.
This was a restaurant that was similar to a farmhouse-converted-diner.
This was because it was located right next to a vast mountain.
There was a big river passing through the other side of the mountain.
It was indeed a beautiful mountain with crystal-clear waters.
So, many people from the so-called upper-class would often come here to travel and explore the area.
“No matter what it is, you have got to give me an explanation today! Do you know how expensive my clothes are?”
“That’s right! Ask your boss to come here! Wipe it? Maybe you’re sick and tired of living? Is that it?”
A woman in her thirties with heavy makeup on her face was holding onto a youth’s collar and she refused to let go.
She yelled loudly into his ear.
This was what happened. There were about seven to eight people in their group.
One glance was enough to tell that these weren’t your average law-abiding citizens.
When they came in to eat, a young waiter who was in charge of serving them accidentally splashed some of the
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmvegetable soup on the woman’s body.
And things only went downhill from that point.
The main reason why there was such a huge ruckus was that they thought it would be easy and entertaining to
bully the owner of this restaurant.
“I’m terribly sorry, please, let me wipe it off you!”
The youth apologized profusely as he came forward to wipe the soup off her dress.
Slap!
Unexpectedly, the woman slapped the boy across his face. “Damn it! Take your dirty hands off me! How dare you
touch me! Berthold, look at how terrible his attitude is!”
The woman said in a rude, provocative tone.
She glanced at a burly man beside her, who had a dragon tattoo and a buzz cut.
Boom!
The burly man slammed his foot into the poor waiter’s stomach. The youth flew backward and smashed into the
tables behind him.
There were many patrons at the restaurant, and they were all staring indifferently at the scene before them…