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Gerald Crawford:The Secretly Rich Man (Invisible or Poorest) Chapter 770
“This girl… She’s as stubborn as her mother! Hmm… Hasn’t Jasmine already located Xenia? That personal maid of
Xara’s? Try getting her to persuade Queta. Also, nobody should be allowed to know about Queta being here, not
even Jasmine! If word gets out, I’ll be sure to make each of you suffer a slow death! Now leave!”
Hearing that, the doctors trembled in fear before leaving quickly.
Once they were gone, Bryson slowly stood up with his walking cane in hand before staring blankly at the wall.
While lots of things were on his mind, the memory that stood out the most was the time when he had publicly
severed relationships with his beloved daughter, Xara.
He had chased her out of the Fendersons family, and though he had been extremely stringent when it came to
enforcing family rules, he regretted his actions immediately the moment she left.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHe had tried every possible way to locate Xara. It wasn’t a requirement of his for her to return to his side, but he
simply wanted to know whether his precious daughter was still alive, and if she was, he wanted to also know how
well she was living on her own.
That alone would be enough to satisfy him.
However, even after so many years had passed, he had heard no news regarding Xara at all.
As a man who constantly took good care of his body, Bryson—who was going to be eighty in three days—should
have theoretically retained a more youthful look. Instead of that, however, he looked even older than an ordinary
person of the same age who still had to work hard daily!
Bryson had simply acknowledged that this was his punishment.
While he had initially thought that he would never be able to see her again, not even on his deathbed, it seemed
that divine justice existed after all. It all began when Noah gave him a call out of the blue, reporting that he had
found a person who looked exactly like Xara.
Since the Fenderson family was quite capable, upon receiving the news, Xara and even her granddaughter’s
whereabouts were soon pinpointed.
“…I know you hate me, Xara… But it’ll be my birthday in three days… I really hope that you’ll return to see me…”
muttered Bryson to himself as he felt tears welling up in his eyes.
While this was happening, a maid entered a room holding a box in her hands.
Inside, a girl was sitting on a bed, crying.
The moment the maid saw her, her body began trembling and eventually, the box she was holding on to fell to the
ground.
“H-how could both of you look so similar?!” shouted the maid excitedly.
“You look exactly like the eldest lady back then!” added the maid as she reminisced the times when she was still by
the eldest lady’s side many years ago.
Of course, the crying girl in question was none other than Queta.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmUpon seeing that the maid herself was now crying, Queta asked in a soft and gentle voice, “…Um… You are…?”
“Miss Queta, my name is Xenia! I used to be the eldest lady’s, Miss Xara’s, personal maid!” replied Xenia as she
cried.
“…H-huh? Xara Fenderson… She’s my mother?” replied Queta as she got increasingly excited after hearing Xenia’s
words.
Xenia then nodded as she said between tears, “Miss Queta, you look exactly like her! And yes, she is!”
“W-where is she now, Aunt Xenia?” asked Queta, now crying harder than before.
“Not to worry, Miss Queta! While there is a lot to cover and it’ll take a good while for me to explain all the
complicated things that have been happening, you can rest assured that your mother has constantly been thinking
of you. The short of it is that your grandfather still doesn’t know where she is… Once an opportunity arises, I’ll help
you leave this place so that you can be reunited with your mother!” replied Xenia as she stroked Queta’s hair
affectionately, a distressed expression on her face.
“Why aren’t you letting me in? Get out of the way right this instant!” shouted a voice from behind the door at that
moment.
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