As the thugs gagged the tattooed man and dragged him away, the other men still quaked in fear. Just then, the ward door burst open and Susan rushed out in a panic, about to call the police. But she froze at the bizarre sight before her. The arrogant thugs now knelt in a row, heads bloodied from kowtowing. The tattooed man who had assaulted her was nowhere to be seen. Jason appeared unharmed, calm and composed. What on earth happened?Following her out, James Brown and Mary Martinez also gawked in shock. They had intended to take their daughter back inside, but the foolish girl insisted on dying alongside Jason if need be. This was clearly not what they had expected."Jason, are...are you alright?" Susan grabbed his hand anxiously. Jason just smiled. "Were you worried about me? I told you to trust me, no problem. The misunderstanding has been cleared up.""Misunderstanding? What misunderstanding?" Susan and Mary Martinez stared in bewilderment. Did this look like a mere misunderstan

Jason could hardly stand to watch anymore. Such open brutality in broad daylight? Auspicious Property seemed depraved indeed, true thugs.Brazenly beating those demanding repayment? Flouting law and justice so blatantly?"Stop!" Jason shouted.Everyone froze.The manager sized Jason up contemptuously. "Kid, who the hell are you? Mind your own business and scram!""I'm here on business with Mr. Thompson. What, I'm not welcome?" Jason glanced at him coolly."Business?" Manager Garcia started, looking skeptical. But seeing the BMW i8 behind Jason, he quickly fawned obsequiously, "Oh, forgive my ignorance! You must be Brian Gray, Mr. Gray here for a contract meeting! Please accept my apologies!" "Brian Gray?" Jason arched a brow, smiling amusedly. "Indeed, Gray is my surname. Take me to Mr. Thompson, we have matters to discuss.""Of course, we've been expecting you sir! This way please." Manager Garcia bowed and scraped fawningly.But as Jason moved to enter, a woman in her fifties sudd

Jason also got the contract from Mary Martinez. The rest was for Macro Vision Group to handle.When he walked to the sales office downstairs, the woman who had desperately pleaded for his help earlier looked at him with gratitude, tears flowing uncontrollably. Her lips mouthed "Thank you!"Jason gave a faint smile and nodded gently, then drove off into the wind amidst cheers of jubilation and money distribution, merging into the eternal sky and earth. It was somewhat ethereal, like a hermit leaving behind fame and fortune.But when he returned home, Mary Martinez scoffed at him, "Back so soon? You probably didn't even get through the door. Useless as expected."She had accomplished nothing after making a fuss for so long, yet Jason came and went in under half an hour. What good could he possibly do?Susan was a bit disappointed but said nothing. The outcome was foreseeable anyway. Oh well, back to square one.Mary Martinez sneered, "I never expected a useless nobody like you to accom

Meanwhile, Jason had just received the keys to the villa. Knowing how hard Susan had worked to secure a home, he imagined her delight in realizing her dream. He wondered what her reaction would be.But at that moment, Susan had arrived at Eric Scott's hotel, her heart in turmoil with nerves. Facing the Sanchez family as her competition, she had no guarantee of success."Miss Susan? I've been waiting for you. Please, follow me," a man with the air of an agent greeted her with a smile. However, unnoticed by anyone, his eyes betrayed his admiration for the stunning woman before him, her figure exquisitely outlined by a form-fitting dress, her face innocent, and her demeanor gentle, stirring an instant attraction.Taken aback by the attention, Susan replied respectfully, "Thank you, sir. But I was under the impression we were here to negotiate. Why meet in a hotel?"With a flicker of something in his eyes, the agent hastily explained with a reassuring smile, "You understand how celebritie

But Eric Scott dodged with a vile laugh, his breathing becoming beastly from the drug’s effect. He tore at her blouse, his eyes alight with greed, "Miss Susan, just give in to me." "Forgot to mention—there's no antidote for this aphrodisiac. The only cure is to find a man and lose yourself in passion." "In your dreams!" Susan stumbled, her body ablaze with fever, throwing anything she could grab, now cornered. Tears mixed with anger, she cried out, "Even in death, I won't succumb to a vile man like you!" But as she spoke, Eric Scott lunged again, laughing maniacally. Susan's footing gave