Meanwhile, Xavion finally realized that Gerald was present and when he did, he became so excited that his lips began trembling.
“M-Mr. Crawford! You’re here!”
Assuming that Gerald hadn’t wanted to attend the party since he looked down on all the ordinary rich people who were attending, Xavion didn’t continue pestering him after that call. Yet here he was, standing before him right now!
“Greetings, Mr. Crawford!” said Mr. Larson and his group, replying to Gerald’s earlier greeting as they took a step forward before bowing slightly before him.
At that moment, silence enveloped the entire area. Many of the guests were so surprised that their jaws were now hanging wide.
Why were all these wealthy and powerful figures bowing down to this young man who had arrived on an electric tricycle?
What more, Chairman Gordon appeared to be trembling earlier as he spoke!
Xyla’s breathing was growing heavier by the minute. Her mind was completely blank and her mouth was so wide open that one could stuff an entire hard boiled egg into it.
“M-Mr. Crawford?! Did… Did they actually just refer to Gerald as Mr. Crawford?! How could that be possible?!”
Vincy was too shocked to even think of a reply. She had no idea what was going on anymore.
“Is… Is he really Mr. Crawford of Mayberry?!”
It was a brief moment later when the crowd of people began getting noisy again as they exchanged gazes with each other in shock.
“Chairman Gordon and Chairman Larson! You’re being way too polite. I honestly hadn’t expected you to be organizing this event!” replied Gerald, feeling slightly embarrassed.
His embarrassment was warranted since he could now feel people staring at him both left and right. Everyone seemed to be experiencing complicated emotions as they continued looking at Gerald.
Though he felt awkward, Gerald simply walked into the hotel in a naturally poised manner.
Xyla could only stare in astonishment as Gerald walked past her and headed straight for the stage.
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