“…What… What on earth are you even talking about…?” asked Cundrie—who was still in tears—as she turned to look at him in disbelief, unsure of what he was even going on about.

“Does he really think that he’s the real Mr. Crawford now? Do you think he’s gone cuckoo from the fear? Hahaha!”

“I know, right? He’s even made an official invitation for Miss Smith to have a chat with him at Mountain Top Villa! What a clown!”

“Hah! Does he even have the slightest of self-awareness?!”

As several of the ladies within that hall continued spitting contemptuous remarks at Gerald, Xyon returned with a new pair of pants on.

The moment he saw everyone mocking Gerald, he became just as excited as his son was. By that point, even Abner’s girlfriend had forgotten the pain she had suffered from the slap earlier.

“That guy’s ruined for certain this time, dad! Not only had he impersonated Mr. Crawford’s servant earlier, but now he’s pretending to be Mr. Crawford himself! I’d like to see how he worm