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Gerald Crawford:The Secretly Rich Man (Invisible or Poorest) Chapter 487
Waylon stood up and yelled.
Stunned, Warrick and his guys stopped immediately.
“Young man, are you asking for a death wish too?”
Warrick pranced towards Waylon, his face grim and black.
“Don’t mess around with him! Don’t you know who Waylon’s father is?”
Although Xella had tasted the harshest realities of the world in these few years, never had she come across
anything like this before. When this incident broke out, the sense of security that she felt in Jacky was gone entirely.
Looking at how things turned out, it seemed as though Waylon was handling things better compared to Jacky.
Despite being clouded in fear, Xella felt the urge to reveal Waylon’s family background to scare off Warrick and his
men.
“Pfft! Who is he?”
Before Xella could reply, Waylon grabbed her arm and motioned for her to shut up.
“Xella, I told you before that I do not want to involve my father in any of my own affairs in the future. Get behind
me. It’s okay. I will solve this matter!”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtWaylon replied.
“Ahh? But Waylon…”
“Just stand behind me!!”
Waylon roared at Xella.
Xella nodded timidly. Despite being yelled at, she suddenly felt a strong sense of security deep down in her heart.
She obediently stood behind him.
“Big War, my name is Waylon Letts. I started a small company of my own. I know how famous you are in the
underground industry. My godbrother from Mayberry City knows who you are too.”
Waylon smiled at Warrick, trying to ease the situation.
“Oh, is that so?” Warrick raised an eyebrow, pretending to be shocked.
Francesca, who stood by the sides, started to feel a growing sense of admiration and appreciation for Waylon when
he saw him dealing with things so calmly.
“Your godbrother also knows who I am? And from Mayberry City? What is his name?”
Warrick paused for a moment before asking Waylon.
“Jaxon, Sanders. He is very powerful and influential in both Mayberry City and Serene County. Everyone calls him
Jaxon the Great. Have you heard of him before, Big War?”
Waylon replied, smiling politely.
“What? Jaxon the Great is your godbrother?”
Warrick asked, as his face turned pale immediately.
His act was really convincing.
“Bullsh*t! Who is Jaxon the Great? He is from Mayberry Organization. How can you possibly know someone like
him?”
Warrick immediately quizzed him.
In fact, Francesca doubted his words too. She found it fishy for someone like Waylon to be so well connected.
Plus, it was such a big claim to say that Jaxon the Great was his godbrother!
“Heh. You don’t believe me, do you? If you don’t believe me, I can always drop my godbrother a call now and get
him to speak to you in person then!”
Waylon replied calmly before calling Jaxon.
Of course, he had already told Jaxon about this matter beforehand and asked for his favor to put on an act and
pass a message on his behalf.
His primary purpose was just to teach his enemy a lesson.
After all, since Jaxon did not manage to help Waylon the last time, hence he agreed to this favor today.
“Brother, are you busy? I ran into some trouble…oh, yes. I am at Johnsbury Bistro now. There is someone by the
name of Warrick Yackel who is holding up my friends and me!”
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm“What? You’re near Johnsbury Bistro? So you’re coming over now?”
Waylon was in glee, unable to contain his delight.
When they spoke over the phone earlier, they had already planned for Jaxon to say a few words over the phone to
Warrick. Unexpectedly, Jaxon was actually going to come here personally.
Waylon then hung up the phone excitedly.
“It really is Jaxon the Great!”
As he said this, Warrick pretended to be extremely shocked. He even acted as though he was too scared to even
move.
One of Warrick’s conditions stated before he agreed to put on an act for Waylon was so that he could befriend
Jaxon the Great through Waylon. After all, Warrick knew that Waylon came from compelling family background.
Otherwise, he would not have agreed to put on this act for him for no reason at all.
“Pfft! You are finally scared now?!”
Xella scoffed.
She was still feeling furious that the group of men had broken her cell phone just now.
A short while later, the door swung open again.
A young man decked in a neat suit and leather shoes stepped into the room.
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