Towards the end of the meeting, Jackson kept staring at the Lord of the Ivory House. That man was who Jackson aspired to be. His way of speech and movement had an elegance Jackson craved. After exchanging goodbyes with Mrs. Aria, the youths left the building of the Rikelia Group. Alicia noticed the sluggish movement of Jackson. “What’s going on?” He looked at his arms, then his torso, and uttered in a disgruntled tone. “I think I need new clothes…” Alicia chuckled. “It just so happens, I know a place.” “Great! Surprise me then!” After a few hours' drive, Jackson got the surprise he asked for, unlike anything he thought it would be. “Are you sure about this?” He expected to see a luxurious shop of several hundred square meters. Instead, it was a small building with a sign filled with smudges and molded bricks. Alicia nodded in silence. He took a deep breath and walked in. Unlike the exterior, inside it was pristine. A young man hurriedly walked towards them and greeted them.

Jackson had a smile on his face. With a triumphant look, he turned his gaze to Naomi. With a haughty tone in his voice, he uttered. “I think you can send the cleaner home. We have someone to clean the dishes after all!” The young Lord glared at Jackson and clicked his tongue. Content poured out of his eye sockets. The people in the restaurant felt the ominous aura emitting from him. They didn’t know who the young man was. Someone with enough influence who could get Mr. Pearl with just a phone call. Let alone brush out one hundred million in cash. Jackson walked toward Alicia. With a gentle pat on her head, Jackson turned around and glared at the dumbfounded young Lord, whom he approached with an icy stare. “Oh, and don’t waste the food. Please enjoy it!” “As if you could really command me…”, He brushed it off and snorted. “Trash!” Jackson placed his hand on young Jones’ shoulder. “Is that what a noble’s word is worth?” He brushed it off and glared daggers at Jackson. “None of yo

All eyes turned to Jackson. A young man no one knew who sat in the furthest corner of the garden had the power to order the ban of a family from none other than the glorious Rikelia Group.Jackson, having achieved his goal, was about to leave. Irwin remembered a detail the other seemed to have forgotten. He hastily approached Jackson and, in a domineering tone, commanded. “Kneel, pest!”Alistair Brown heard what Irwin said and, confused, looked at the old patriarch. “What’s your grandson doing?”“Hm? Oh, a while back, we put the chip on him when he kicked him out of the family.”Jackson chuckled. “Idiot!”Both Alistair Brown and the patriarch had shocked expressions on their faces. The old man from the Brown family, visibly surprised, uttered. “It didn’t work! Defective chip?”As soon as he felt the eyes of pity glaring at him, Irwin’s face turned crimson from anger. He turned around and shouted. “What are you looking at? Just a minute ago, you groveled at my feet like worms!”The pat

In front of her divine beauty, Jackson could only remain speechless. The young woman introduced herself with grace. Words escape his mouth unwillingly as if an invisible force urged him to speak. “N-Nice to meet you!”Elena chuckled after seeing his embarrassed state. She looked at her dad and smiled before returning to the car. Warren patted Jackson on the shoulder and walked towards the car, leaving Jackson frantically trying to catch up.Just before opening the car’s door, Jackson glanced at the wooden log cabin with visible nostalgia on his face. He spent the last month recuperating here. He grew attached to the place, but in his heart, he understood this was simply a step. His eyes beamed with vigor when he turned his gaze toward Southfield. “My journey began. I’ll return to you!”In his mind, the faces of those he held the dearest flashed in mere seconds. In his heart lingered the necessity for revenge. He raised his hand as if he was trying to grasp the city in his palm and squ

Blood drained from the faces of everyone present when the price of the bid went higher than that of the young Lord Brown. A chatter of disbelief like a wave washed the auditorium.“Who is the arrogant fellow?”“Doesn’t he know what happens when you offend the Brown family?”“He’s courting death! Let him be!”Elena, although worried it would escalate outside her control, kept her calm, and continued. “Two hundred thousand! Do I hear another?”The young Lord from the Brown family clicked his tongue. “Humph! Five hundred thousand, and if anyone raises the price, don’t blame my family for not forgiving you!”“Six hundred thousand!”Jackson’s thunderous voice echoed in the Auction House. It left everyone speechless, including Elena. The Brown family wasn’t an existence one should offend.Gritting his teeth, he shouted. “One million!”Jackson’s voice reverberated in the auditorium. “One million five hundred!”He didn’t care. One thing he was certain of, there was no way he'd let his mother’