Invisible Rich (The Invisible Rich Man 2)

Chapter 1096

The question came from Giya.

“...The story is long. Whatever it is, take it easy and focus on healing for now. I'll tell you more about it in the future.

Now that he has found the immortal coffin, it makes sense for Gerald to return to his family as soon as possible. After all, there are still many unsolved mysteries.

That was the second reason why he called the helicopter. The main reason was of course because he was very worried about Giya's condition.

“We're approaching the island now, Mr. Crawford's. However, it seemed like something was happening at the mouth of the island. Quite a lot of people down there.” said one of Crawford's bodyguards present at the helicopter.

"…Hmm?" gerald said as he immediately stood up and looked out the helicopter window.

As the bodyguard said, his grandfather and many others were seen standing at the mouth of the island. However, they seemed to be discussing something with a woman he could not recognize, at least from his current height. As a result, he was at least convinced that they were definitely not standing there to welcome his return.

“Jaga Miss Quarrington. I'm going there to look around! ” Gerald command while opening the helicopter door before jumping!

“Gerald?!”

"Trs. Crawford!”

'By God! We are currently over two thousand feet above the ground!' Thought the two of them, feeling completely astonished as cold sweat trickled down their foreheads.

However, they clearly forgot that Gerald was now no longer an ordinary human being. Having said that, he landed easily in front of the crowd, much to the surprise of some of his family's current bodyguards.

“...A-what..M-Mr. Crawford back!” shouted some guards respectfully and fearfully.

How could Mr. Crawford descended from the sky safely like that?!

Even Daryl and Dylan— who were standing beside— found themselves a little surprised.

Quickly overcoming his shock, Daryl's eyes sparkled with excitement as he happily said, “Gerald! You're back!"

“Indeed I have, grandpa. Are you worried about me?” gerald said as he walked closer to the group.

At that moment, Gerald watched the woman from earlier come out of the crowd, a baby in his arms. As her eyes met Gerald's eyes, she immediately looked at her baby before saying, “Haha! Mabel, look! your father's home!”

“... Alice? What do you mean, 'your father's house?' Whose baby is that?” gerald said as he took a deep breath, his eyes widened.

Ever since Alice made him drunk—which caused him to fail to meet with Mila before she disappeared—she didn't contact him. After all, she honestly still hated him for that.

To think that he had managed to figure out where he lived a year and a half later.

“Wah, she's our daughter, of course! He is now six months old! His name is Mable, you know?” alice said with a satisfied expression on her face.

“...Our daughter? …But... At that time, didn't you say that we didn't...?” gerald replied, his eyes wider than ever now.

“Well, if I told you the truth that morning, would you let me go easily? Knowing you, you certainly wouldn't let our daughter be born in the first place! ” Alice said while tying her hair, now looking very much like a young mother.

"You ... How despicable!" yelled Gerald, filled with regret.

“...What...What do you say? Did you just call me despicable? ” Alice replied, slowly becoming anxious.

Turning to look at the slightly confused Jessica, Alice then said, “Sister! Did you see how he treated me ?! ”

Jessica, however, only turned around to throw her face away as she scratched the back of her head,

Seeing that, Alice then turned to face Yulia before adding, “Bu! Just look at how he treats me and my daughter!”

Showing a stiff smile, Yulia then replied, “I'd rather you refrain from calling me mom first, son. Regardless, the most important thing now is that we have to finish all of this. After all, Gerald had never told us about this incident before..”.

"…You're right! Since this kid is really Crawford, do as many paternity tests as you want!” alice said as she turned to look at Gerald.

Looking at Dylan next, he then shouted, "Dad!"

"…Him! Well, whatever the case, don't be too nervous first, son. Here it's a little windy so bring the child into the house first…” Dylan replied as he shook his head, feeling a headache coming.

Gerald himself had not yet escaped his confusion.

“...Am I really a father now..?”