The Secretly Rich Man
Chapter 2333

Gerald Crawford: The Secretly or invisible Rich Man Chapter 2333

Though Yaacob didn't appear too suspicious and mostly felt trustworthy to Gerald, the man was still part of the organizer's family. Since Gerald knew little about that family, he remained rightfully vigilant around Yaacob.

Regardless, since Yaacob followed Gerald all the way back to his room, Aiden who had been lying on the couch instantly got up before asking, "Who is this, then?"

"He's just a friend I got to know. Regardless, 'friend', you won't be staying with us, correct? After all, there are only three rooms and three beds here," replied Gerald who clearly didn't want Aiden to know the whole story yet as he turned to look at Yaacob.

"Oh, don't worry about me. I'll just go get another room!" said Yaacob as he shook his head, knowing that his mission was merely to keep a close eye on Gerald, not to be at his side at all times.

Either way, once Yaacob left, Gerald could finally breathe a sigh of relief. Pouring himself a glass of water, Gerald then asked, "Speaking of which, where's uncle Grubb?"

"He's headed out to register our seats for tomorrow's auction," replied Aiden as he sat by Gerald's side.

"I see..." said Gerald as he sipped on his water.

"Who exactly was that, brother Gerald...? Uncle Grubb's already told us how chaotic this place is, so we need to be clear about his identity if we're allowing him to approach us..." muttered Aiden as he pointed at the door that Yaacob had just left with.

"Don't worry, he's safe to be around," replied Gerald in a slightly helpless tone, knowing better than to go against someone from the organizer's family, especially after being targeted by the old man. Thinking back, maybe the old man ordered Yaacob to stay close to him so that he wouldn't attempt to trespass that huge mountain again. If that was the case, then Yaacob's appearance would surely make a lot more

sense.

Moving back to Yaacob, being the disciple of the organizer's family, he naturally didn't have to book a room to stay there. With that in mind, he simply found a vacant room before walking in and closing the door behind him. Following that, he made a call to the old man, and once it connected, Yaacob immediately said, "Third elder? There's something I need to report!”

"You'd better not have lost him..." growled the old man.

"O-of course I haven't! I called to tell you that I've already met him and I'm currently staying close to his room," replied Yaacob.

"You didn't say a word about the young mistress, did you?" asked the old man as he eased up a little.

"Negative. I only admitted that I was stalking him, but I didn't say anything else," explained Yaacob.

"Good to know. Regardless of how you do it, just make sure you don't lose him. Also, the patriarch is arriving very soon, and I'm about to head out to greet him. With that said, continue keeping an eye on him, understand?" replied the old man with a nod.

"Got it!" said Yaacob before hanging up...

It was around half an hour later when a plain-looking boat was anchored on the other side of the island where the old man and about a dozen more disciples could be seen waiting onshore.

Shortly after, a well-dressed and stern-looking middle aged man stepped out, and two of the disciples quickly stepped forward to help him out. Once he was ashore, the old man bowed before saying, "Welcome, patriarch..."

Aside from being the auction's organizer, the man who went by Walter Zeman was also the patriarch of the Zemans, a cultivating family from Weston. With how high his cultivation was, Walter was one of the top ten cultivators across the globe.

"Where is he, Third elder? You said the boy possessed the Herculean Primordial Spirit, correct? Bring me to him," replied Walter in an urgent tone.

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