As the day of the party arrived, Jason’s excitement mixed with nervous anticipation. He dialed the familiar numbers on his phone, connecting with his friends in a joint call. Their voices echoed through the speakers, filled with determination and support.“Alright, guys,” Jason began, his voice steady. “Remember, we stick to the plan. I’ll be accompanied by the bodyguard to the party. The two of you will follow in separate cars, keeping a close eye on his movements. We need to know if anything suspicious happens.”The drone boy’s voice crackled with enthusiasm. “I’ve got my drone ready. I’ll deploy it once we arrive near the party venue. It’ll provide us with an aerial view, allowing us to monitor the surroundings and spot any unusual activities.”The other boy’s voice chimed in, his tone resolute. “And I’ll have our research findings on Travolta and any potential connections ready. If there’s a chance to gather more information discreetly, we’ll be prepared to do so.”Ashley’s voice

Jason had turned away but the girl had only went to drop her drink and was back in Jason’s face.The girl quickly apologized to Jason, expressing her regret for not seeing him in her path. Jason reassured her that it was fine, but she persisted, insisting on helping him clean off the drink stains on his clothes. Intrigued by her persistent kindness, he eventually relented and followed her through the crowd. After all, he thought to himself, Travolta had yet to make an appearance, so a brief detour seemed harmless.They weaved their way through the opulent mansion, and Jason couldn’t help but notice the girl’s familiarity with her surroundings.“You seem to know your way around here. Are you a regular at these kinds of parties?” Jason asked, curiosity tinged in his voice.The girl let out a soft laugh, her eyes twinkling with amusement. “No, not exactly. I’ve been here a few times before. My father is acquainted with the host, so I’ve had the chance to explore the place.”Jason’s inter

Jason stood there, his mind reeling with conflicting thoughts and emotions. He struggled to comprehend Travolta’s reasoning behind such a proposition, feeling a mixture of disbelief, anger, and a growing disdain for the man’s greed.“Why would you want me to ask your daughter out?” Jason blurted out, his voice tinged with incredulity. “Is it simply because you believe I’m wealthy? Do you have no regard for your daughter’s wishes or feelings?”Travolta’s face hardened for a moment, his eyes narrowing as he assessed Jason’s reaction. Then, a slight smirk played on his lips as he leaned back, crossing his arms.“Let’s just say I have my reasons,” Travolta replied cryptically. “I believe in putting things to the test, seeing how they unfold. Wealth can be a powerful factor in many relationships, and I want to see how it would go between you and my daughter.”Jason’s frustration grew, his jaw clenching as he tried to maintain composure. He couldn’t help but feel a sense of resentment towar

Jason met with Travolta’s daughter the next day, both of them lacking enthusiasm for the date. Jason couldn’t help but feel a sense of relief that she seemed just as uninterested in him as he was in her. They met at a nearby café, a neutral location that allowed them some privacy.As they sat down at a table, the daughter, whose name was Sophia, started the conversation. Her tone was indifferent, her eyes showing a glimmer of boredom.“So, Jason, tell me about your wealth,” Sophia asked, her voice lacking any genuine curiosity.Jason leaned back in his chair, a small smile playing on his lips. He appreciated her directness, as it made the situation less awkward for him.“Well, Sophia, I come from a wealthy family, but I’ve never really been interested in material possessions,” Jason replied honestly. “Money doesn’t define who I am or what I value.”Sophia raised an eyebrow, clearly taken aback by his response. She leaned forward, her eyes searching his face for any sign of deception.

In the dimly lit room, the tense atmosphere grew heavy as the boss’s arrival commanded everyone’s attention. Ashley’s father, shifted uncomfortably in his seat, his heart pounding with anticipation and anxiety. The head of the unknown organization addressed him directly, his voice carrying authority and a hint of menace.“Ashley’s father, you’ve certainly shown cunning and resourcefulness by whisking your daughter away,” the boss began, his tone laced with apparent praise.Ashley’s father, initially filled with pride, smiled expectantly, thinking he was about to receive recognition for his actions. However, the boss’s expression suddenly hardened, and he swiftly withdrew a gun from his coat pocket. The room fell silent, and a wave of fear washed over Ashley’s father as he realized the gravity of the situation.Panic took hold of him as he pleaded desperately, his voice trembling, “Please, I don’t understand! What have I done? Why are you pointing a gun at me?”The boss, his eyes cold