All Chapters of The Secretly Rich Man: Chapter 941 - Chapter 950

“I still don’t think that the shirt I got for you is suitable for the occasion, sir… Why don't we stop the car and get you a new and better shirt? How about it?” asked Yukie with a smile. She was currently sitting beside Gerald as their team of cars headed toward the gathering. “I think it’s fine…” replied Gerald as he looked down at his shirt with a slightly bitter smile. As the cars approached a commercial building, Gerald looked out the window. To his surprise, the first person he saw was a rather familiar-looking youth. “Is there anything wrong, sir?” asked Yukie. “If my eyes do not deceive me, that seems like an old classmate of mine... Or at least a person that resembles him a lot. Regardless, stop the cars here. I’m heading into that building,” ordered Gerald. Hearing his command, all the cars under him immediately halted in the middle of the road. Though this essentially blocked most of the main road, nobody dared to say anything about it. After all, whenever the

By then, both Raquel and Jefferson had arrived at the commercial building’s entrance. In truth, Jefferson had indeed parked his car appropriately by the side of the road. However, a team of cars seemed to have parked right in the middle of the road! Since Jefferson’s car had been parked in the only lane that the team of cars didn’t block, in a way, his car truly was blocking the road! “Hey! We’re clearly not the one at fault here! After all, it’s that team of cars that are blocking most of the road! Why should we be the only ones ordered to move our car?” shouted Raquel, unable to reconcile with the staff member’s logic. “Hah! Just look at your car’s brand then compare it to that of the team of cars! Though I guess you’re from out of town since you don’t seem to know how things work here. Listen, just move your car immediately. Don’t blame me if something happens, because I’m pretty sure your Boss Gram or whatever his name is won’t be able to take responsibility if things go so

It was honestly beyond Diego and the other bosses’ expectations that those from the Royal Dragon Group wouldn’t back down from the competition. Quite honestly, Gerald and his men looked rather confident about the whole thing. Sensing that, Diego and the bosses knew that if they didn’t show how powerful they were right off the bat, it was only going to get more and more difficult for them to keep Gerald’s company in check in the future. Soon after, the civil and military gathering began and the participants were led to a large area that had been set up within the center. The five groups had each naturally chosen their most powerful subordinates to take part in the competition. Gerald himself had sent Whistler and a few of his other more capable men to participate. Those whom Gerald had selected had all undergone personal special training with him. Due to that, their strength was much more reinforced compared to before. As soon as the competition began, everyone was surprise

From what Tyson had said, Sven could often be found in the largest underground casino in Heavenly City. With that in mind, Gerald then led his men straight to that casino. Once they were there, Gerald immediately began gambling randomly at a table to blend in. However, the next thing he knew, he had already won over ten rounds. This caught the banker’s attention. After the banker secretly notified a subordinate about the incident, the subordinate stealthily headed for the office next. Once inside, the subordinate stood before a person sitting at the boss’s chair before saying, “Boss Sven! A person out there won a lot of money and he’s even brought along several subordinates! He doesn’t look like someone who’s easy to deal with!” At the time, the sturdy-looking man with a rather intimidating scar on his face was polishing his katana. As soon as his subordinate’s sentence ended, he immediately slashed at a jade ornament that was on his table! Following the swift slice, the orna

Meanwhile, Gerald and his men were returning home when from afar, Gerald noticed a team of cars parked right in front of their manor. “I wonder who those people could be…” said Whistler, evidently feeling confused. “From the looks of it, that should be Quest, the young master of the Westley family. He must finally have news regarding the item I’ve been trying to locate this entire time,” replied Gerald with a subtle smile. Upon inviting Quest into his mansion, Gerald momentarily excused himself to bring Drake to another room to have his wounds properly bandaged. Once that was done, he headed to the living room where Quest sat waiting patiently—with a document in hand—while sipping some tea. Quest’s politeness clearly stemmed from his respect toward Gerald. After all, it would’ve been impossible for a rich heir like him to behave so courteously to anyone in the past. In fact, his respect for Gerald was so great that he was the one who had funded the money Gerald needed to pu