Invisible Rich (The Invisible Rich Man 2)

Chapter 895

After saying that, she immediately looked at Naomi. His actions were clear enough for the staff member to instantly catch what he meant.

“Good lord and mistress, can you show me your registration number?” ask the staff member as he walks into Gerald's group.

“We... We don't have..” Naomi said as she shook her head in embarrassment.

"Ah, then go over there to pay for one," the staff member said as his gaze became slightly colder.

“We.... Have no money for it..” Naomi said as she bit her lower lip.

"What's? Did they really sneak into this place?”

“Hey now, look around you! Why do you even come here if you don't have the money?

"Fuckin' thick! Very pretty girl too. It's a pity that she's acting like this!”.

Some of the businessmen in the lobby now shook their heads with a disapproving smile on their faces.

“G-Gerald, Naomi... Why don't we go now?” said Naomi's mother while tugging at her daughter's sleeve. After all, he was well aware that he was only making things difficult for Gerald and his daughter.

“It's not necessary, Mom. Leave it to me, ” Gerald replied as he turned to face the staff member before glaring back with his own cold gaze.

“I'm sure you're new here, so let it go. Ask Joshua Jenkinson to come out! Tell him that a young man by the surname Crawford is looking for him!”

“A-K-you.. How dare you call his master by his name?! What do you mean: crawford ? You ... You're a rude person, you! ” replied the staff member in shock.

The other businessmen in the room also felt the same way, and they were all now staring at Gerald with dumbfounded expressions on their faces.

“F *ck! Just look at this guy! If Mr. Jenkinson ends up getting angry because of his rudeness, then no one will be able to meet him today!” mollie said loudly. He seemed to enjoy lighting the fire.

Hearing that, the others in the room instantly became furious.

"He's right! Where did this guy even come from? Really rough!”

Even the aloof old women and men from before were now staring at Gerald.

"He really asked for it, didn't he!" quest said while sneering before walking over to Gerald.

“Hey, you b*stard are riding an electric tricycle, aren't you? If you don't have money, then just get lost! Stop bothering those who want to meet master for diagnosis! ” shouted Quest while stressing his hand to Gerald's shoulder.

As Gerald looked at the hand on his shoulder, he said, "Keep your hand away if you don't want to regret it."

After saying that, his calm aura was immediately replaced with a freezing chill.

"Repent? Ha ha! I'm afraid you don't know what I do for a living!” quest sneers as he began to intensify the strength of his palm.

To his surprise, he could only realize that Gerald had tilted his shoulders slightly before a sickening cracking sound could be heard.

The voice that followed him was the cry of pain from the Quest.

He immediately retreated from where he stood as he held his throbbing hand while shouting, "My hands!"

Quest looked in great pain as cold sweat dripped down his forehead. When he finally saw the condition of his hand, he could see that all of his veins were protruding so much that it almost looked like earthworms.

"I'm. I'm gonna break your limbs!" raung Quest, feeling that he had just been humiliated.

Just as he was about to pounce on Gerald, the sick old man shouted, “Quest! Stop, now!”

Although the Quest was unaware of it, the old man had caught a glimpse of the back of his throbbing hand. Upon seeing the damage that had occurred, the old man was filled with overwhelming fear.

After all, he knew how powerful the Quest was. He was also well aware that the Quest was adept at fighting alone. Even if the three specially trained soldiers had to deal with it, they would definitely lose by a landslide.

Despite all that, all Gerald needed was a slight tilt of his shoulder for the Quest to be seriously injured. If it was the only thing Gerald needed to do to inflict so much damage, then the old man did not even want to imagine how powerful Gerald really was.

"Retreat I said!" the old man's orders again.

Even the loner beauty who had been staring at Gerald for a while now had a slight frown on her face.

“I'm sorry, sir.. My grandson was really rude earlier.” said the old man.

However, as soon as his sentence ended, he immediately started coughing.