Jayson found himself utterly perplexed by the situation. Just a few days ago, Elena had been so insistent on getting rid of him that she hadn't even allowed him to return home before Butler John whisked him away. Now, as Elena broke their embrace, her face was a torrent of tears and emotions. Jayson couldn't help but sneer, unable to believe her display. "Elena, enough with the act. Your fake tears won't fool me."Elena's eyes widened in shock, desperate to explain herself, but Jayson had already turned his back on her, striding away from the living room without a second glance. "Goodnight, Grandma," Elena managed to say to Old Mrs. Wilson before chasing after Jayson.In the parking lot, Jayson stood silently, leaning against Elena's car. Taking a deep breath, she mustered the courage to approach him step by step. "I..." she began, her voice trailing off, but Jayson swiftly interrupted her. "I don't want to hear whatever you have to say, Elena. I'm not interested. Just take me home."

Jayson's tongue clicked in shock as he overheard the couple's conversation. He wracked his brain, trying to recall any memories of the Saint family, but nothing tangible came to mind. He only knew them as one of the top-tier families in Jade City and nothing more.His phone interrupted his thoughts, ringing insistently. Jayson swiftly retrieved it from his pocket, glancing at the screen. Seeing that it was Mr. Sun calling, he answered without hesitation. "Boss, I've already reserved the private room. Are you still planning to come?" came Mr. Sun's voice from the other end of the line."I'm stuck in traffic, but I'll be there as soon as possible," Jayson assured him before ending the call. He then turned to the taxi driver and inquired, "How much do I owe you?"The taxi driver let out a rueful sigh and shook his head as he replied, "Sir, you were only supposed to pay fifty dollars to reach your destination, but we haven't even covered two kilometers yet.""Here," Jayson said, slipping

Jayson, with a displeased expression, responded, "Take me to the taxi section," and began walking in that direction.Caleb was taken aback; he had anticipated Jayson's resistance and had intended to humiliate and belittle him. He never expected Jayson to agree so readily. Confusion clouded Caleb's face as he watched Jayson walk away, and then anger replaced it as he clenched his teeth and made a vow to himself: "This isn't over, you trash. I won't forgive you for ruining my music career."Ever since Jayson had posted a scathing review of Caleb's album online, his contract with the new record label had been terminated, and no other label was willing to sign him. A glimmer of determination flashed in Caleb's eyes, but reluctantly, he tore his gaze away from Jayson's retreating figure and moved on."I'd like a taxi that costs 5 million dollars, not a bus," Jayson said, forcing a smile. He worried that the sales representative might show him a subpar car in the showroom, and he didn't wan

Jayson, having maintained a safe distance from the bank, finally transformed into his true self. The potent engine of his Bugatti roared as he accelerated back towards the Wilson Mansion.What Jayson was unaware of, however, was that Caleb had already contacted his wife and Daniel, informing them of Jayson's extravagant purchase—a car worth a staggering five million dollars.Inside the living room of the Wilson family mansion, an air of liveliness filled the space. Mrs. Wilson's expression turned stern as she turned to Elena and questioned, "Did you actually give that trash money to buy a five million dollar car? Elena, have you completely lost your mind? What has Jayson ever done for this family to justify such an exorbitant expense?" Mrs. Wilson directed her anger and disappointment at Elena, even questioning the worth of her own car, which paled in comparison."Mom, I honestly have no idea where Jayson managed to get the money to buy a Bugatti worth five million dollars," Elena res

Jayson sat in stunned silence as the entire Wilson family gathered around him, their presence reminiscent of a gathering of superheroes. The room was filled with tension, and Elena, wearing a dark expression, broke the silence with a rude question."Jayson, what on earth do you think you're doing?" she snapped.Jayson glanced at her, his eyes conveying his disbelief at her question. "I'm eating, obviously," he replied with a hint of irritation. "Is it a crime for me to have a meal?"Elena's words had sparked a flame, and Lucy eagerly fanned it, adding to the already heated atmosphere. "Mom, you have to say something. We can't let Jayson continue like this without consequences. What if we woke up one day and discovered he had sold the mansion?" Lucy's words hung in the air, amplifying the tension.Mrs. Wilson's expression grew even darker, a storm brewing within her. In a fit of rage, she bellowed, "Mark!" The sound of her voice shook the walls, causing Butler Mark, who had been engros