Old Wade, who had been feeling elated just moments ago, was taken aback by Grey's words. His eyes widened, and the wrinkles that had momentarily vanished appeared in an exaggerated manner. With a mix of disbelief and concern, he exclaimed, "What nonsense are you talking about, Grey? How can Jayson, a coward, challenge the Saint-Young master to a duel?"Old Wade desperately hoped that Grey was merely spouting nonsense rather than speaking the truth. But Grey, looking disheartened and upset, replied with a tinge of sorrow, "Grandpa, I swear I'm not lying. The news is spreading everywhere that the Saint family and Jayson have entered into a bet, and the prize is none other than Nissan Corporation."Old Wade's anger flared up even more, and he asked with a harsh tone, "And what has Jayson demanded if he emerges victorious?"Grey's face twisted with indignation as he recalled Jayson's audacious request. He responded with a fierce tone, "Grandpa, you won't believe the ridiculous demand that

Before Old Wade and Grey could intervene, Elena had already dashed off. Old Wade watched her disappearing figure with a mix of concern and frustration, but he suppressed his anger and turned towards Mrs. Wilson."Madam Wilson, I believe you have the power to persuade Elena to change Jayson's mind about staking his properties. If he insists on jeopardizing himself, then so be it. We won't stand in his way of challenging the Saint Young master," Old Wade said, his expression darkening."You don't need to worry. I'll speak to Elena when she returns," Mrs. Wilson replied, offering a reassuring smile.Old Wade nodded, satisfied with her response. He added, "Mrs. Wilson, should we inherit Jayson's properties, you and your daughter will receive 50% of the proceeds."Mrs. Wilson smiled in acknowledgment but refrained from commenting further. She accompanied them to the door, engaging in a conversation about their strategies and how they would execute their plans.As Old Wade and Grey departed

Old Wade's face underwent a drastic transformation as Jayson called him that. He was at a loss for words, unsure of how to react. The media team surrounding him was momentarily stunned by the unexpected turn of events. However, they quickly regained their composure and sprang into action, swarming around Jayson, and bombarding him with a flurry of excited questions."Mr. Jayson, can you confirm that you are not actually a member of the Wade family?" one reporter asked eagerly."Until now, you were known as a trash, a penniless man. How did you suddenly become wealthy, like a protagonist from a novel?" another journalist inquired, barely able to contain their curiosity."Is it true that your ex-wife has been pleading with you to reconcile? Do you still have feelings for her?" yet another reporter chimed in, their voice filled with anticipation.Jayson remained composed amidst the frenzy of questions, calmly absorbing each inquiry. Without a hint of fluster, he simply nodded and replied

Mrs. Wilson and Lucy seethed with anger as Jayson spoke to them condescendingly and insulted the Wilson family. The unexpected behaviour left them trembling with rage."Jayson, don't let your wealth make you arrogant. Remember, you were once a dog of the Wilson family, and when we told you to bark, you barked. Being rich doesn't give you the right to look down on us," Mrs. Wilson retorted, her face flushed with anger.But Jayson smirked and replied, "Fifty-three seconds gone."Mrs. Wilson and Lucy were taken aback by Jayson's response. Lucy glared at him and spoke icily, "Jayson, always remember this: no matter how wealthy you become, you will always be the Wilson family's dog.""A minute gone, four minutes counting," Jayson retorted, his smile widening.His words left Lucy and Mrs. Wilson flustered. They hadn't expected Jayson to mockingly count the minutes while they were engaged in their heated exchange.Mrs. Wilson composed herself and began, "Jayson, we came here today to discuss

"Jayson, have you lost your mind? I thought the fight was scheduled for a few weeks from now. Why did you suddenly change the date to tomorrow? Are you so desperate to die?" Old Wade shouted in anger, his furious expression sending shockwaves through Jayson's body. He couldn't help but wonder what he had done to upset Old Wade so much."Jayson, we're your only family. We always have your best interests at heart. You should have consulted us before making such a decision. How about you make me the owner of Nissan Corporation? If you do that, the Saint young master won't bother fighting you," Grey proposed, his voice heavy with expectation.Jayson stared at Old Wade and Grey, pondering over the reason they came running after him like mad dogs was because the date of the battle between him and Julius Saint was suddenly brought forwardJayson admired their greed. He truly admired their greed.Jayson's words cut through the air, laced with bitterness and resentment. "Those who seek to reap