Invisible Rich (The Invisible Rich Man 2)

Chapter 1203

At the sight of the person currently standing at the door with two bodyguards in black suits behind him — who were both holding video cameras — Desmond Zabka immediately put on his clothes again.

From what Desmond knew, the two bodyguards looked more professional than the damn photographer in his crew. After all, he did not hear footsteps. Shit, he didn't even hear the door open!

'I'm done! They must have recorded everything I had done before on the recording! If the footage were to be spread out then Felicity's boss behind the scenes would definitely break all my limbs!'

Zabka is not afraid to do his own footage because he knows he can always manipulate it to make the attacker seem like he is not. If everything went according to plan, he could even use it to threaten Felicity!

“How long are you planning on filming, b *stard ?! You have a death wish or something ?! Who do you work for?!" desmond pouted as he immediately tried to pounce on them to snatch the camera.

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

After seeing the mirror smashed into pieces due to Zabka's impact, Gerald then asked, "Are you two done filming the video?"

"Yes, Mr Crawford!" the two guards answered in unison.

"Then, make preparations!"

After nodding and bowing slightly towards Gerald, the two then hurriedly left the room.

As for Felicity, once she realized that it was Gerald who had saved her, she was so excited that she almost cried. Although he could not move, his mind finally calmed down now.

Involved with society for so long, Desmond has seen a lot and gained little insight into how the world operates. From his previous experience, he knew that he could have bribed paparazzi like this to calm them down. Once they deleted the photos or footage, Zabka would just send someone to kill them secretly! No one will know what happened, and he will continue to live his life as he always has.

At that moment, Desmond heard a muffled voice from a familiar walkie-talkie that said, “We are below, Mr. Crawford! Everything is well prepared!”

Bringing a walkie-talkie to his mouth, Gerald then replied, “Alright, hurry! Make sure not to make a fuss!”

Seeing Gerald throw the walkie-talkie to the side, the bewildered Desmond then said, “...What do you mean, 'quick'? Did you even listen to what I said earlier? Is fifteen thousand dollars still too small for you? Who do you even work for? Give me your name!”

After seeing Gerald's attitude for a while, Desmond could feel his confidence slowly sinking, his premonition telling him that Gerald was bad news.

“...You know, there's a steep cliff right outside the window, you know?” gerald said coldly.

“...A-what do you want to do..” replied Desmond while glaring at Gerald while trembling.

“You know, you're messing with the wrong girl.. She's my classmate and friend, you know? And I once swore that I would make anyone who dared to hurt those close to me pay a heavy price.. With that said, I will make sure you will regret ever being born!” gerald growled as he looked at Desmond, his killing intent reflected clearly in his eyes.

Gerald's killing intent was so great that Desmond felt like he had just been thrown into a freezing dungeon. Shaking even more now as the chill ran down his back, Desmond then shouted, “B-how dare you! It's good that you research more about how influential I am in this city! I have the most powerful connection in Mayberry and I have endless power here, you know ?! ”

Now knowing that Gerald wasn't doing all this just for the money or to gather evidence for interesting gossip, Desmond was so frightened that he almost lost control of his bladder!