The Secretly Rich Man novel Chapter 1203

Gerald Crawford:The Secretly Rich Man Novel (Invisible or Poorest) Chapter 1203
At the sight of the person who was currently standing at the door alongside two black-suited bodyguards behind him—who were both holding video cameras—Desmond Zabka immediately slid on his clothes again.

From what Desmond could tell, the two bodyguards seemed even more professional than the d*mned photographers in his crew. After all, he hadn’t heard any footsteps. Hell, he didn’t even hear the door being opened!

‘I’m done for! They’ve definitely captured everything I’ve done earlier on tape! If that footage gets spread around then Felicity’s behind-the-scenes boss will definitely break all my limbs off!’

Zabka hadn’t been afraid of doing his own recording since he knew he could always manipulate it enough to make the assailant seem like it wasn’t him. If things had gone according to plan, he could’ve even used it to threaten Felicity!

“How long do you plan on filming, you b*stard?! You got a death wish or something?! Who do you work for?!” scowled Desmond as he immediately tried pouncing on them to snatch the cameras away.

However, all it took was a single kick from one of the bodyguards to send the man—who weighed over a hundred kilograms—flying back into the room and smashing against the dressing table!

After watching the mirror get shattered to pieces upon Zabka’s impact, Gerald then asked, “Are you two done shooting the video?”

“Yes, Mr. Crawford!” replied both the guards in unison.

“Then go make the preparations!”

After nodding and bowing slightly toward Gerald, both of them then hurriedly left the room.

As for Felicity, the second she realized that it was Gerald who had saved her, she was so excited that she almost burst into tears. Even though she couldn’t move, her mind was finally at ease now.

“…You know, there’s a steep cliff right outside the window, you know?” said Gerald frigidly.

“…W-what do you intend to do…” replied Desmond as he glared at Gerald while trembling all over.

“You see, you messed with the wrong girl… She’s my classmate and friend, you know? And I once swore that I’d make anyone who dared to harm those close to me pay a heavy price… With that said, I’ll make sure you’ll regret ever being born!” growled Gerald as he stared at Dylan, his murderous intent reflected clearly in his eyes.

Gerald’s murderous intent was so immense that Desmond felt like he had just been thrown into a freezing dungeon. Trembling even more now as chill after chill ran down his spine, Desmond then shouted, “H-how dare you! It’d do you good to research more about how influential I am in this city! I have the most powerful connections in Mayberry and I own endless power here, you know?!”

Now knowing that Gerald wasn’t doing all this merely because of money or to collect evidence for juicy gossip, Desmond was so terrified that he almost lost control of his bladder!