Meanwhile, a young woman seated at another nearby table leaned in close to her friend, her voice barely above a whisper as she voiced her astonishment. "That black card is a symbol of extraordinary wealth," she murmured, her eyes fixed on the scene unfolding before them. "Very few people can obtain it. How could that man possibly have one?"Her friend nodded in agreement, considering the possibility with a thoughtful expression. "Perhaps he's not just an ordinary guy," she speculated, her voice tinged with intrigue. "Maybe he's concealing his true wealth and status behind a facade of modesty."People started whispering excitedly, their conversations growing more intense. “Is he a billionaire in disguise?” asked a young man in a leather jacket, his voice full of admiration and curiosity.“Of course not,” replied his friend, a woman in a red dress. “Look at his clothes. They’re so simple.”Across the room, Jane and Steve appeared visibly incredulous and incensed by the unfolding scene.

His plea hung in the air, a desperate entreaty born of humility and remorse. In that moment of vulnerability, Steve laid bare the depths of his contrition, his words a testament to the transformative power of humility and self-reflection.Benjamin's contemplative expression softened slightly as he considered Steve's plea, his hand idly stroking his chin in thought. "Hmm," he mused, his voice measured. "Licking my shoes does seem more disgusting. I don't want my shoes stained with your spit which is even more disgusting than a dog's. I agree with you, Steve."There was a flicker of empathy in Benjamin's eyes as he acknowledged Steve's admission, a recognition of the difficulty of the task at hand. Yet, even in granting his understanding, Benjamin remained resolute in upholding the principles of honor and integrity."But," he continued, his tone firm, "you still have to fulfill your oath."Steve's face betrayed a glimmer of hope as he pleaded with Benjamin, his desperation evident in ev

The VIP dining room exuded an air of opulence and sophistication, its spacious interior bathed in the soft glow of crystal chandeliers that hung from the lofty ceilings. The high ceilings, adorned with intricate designs, added to the grandeur of the space, while large windows framed by heavy curtains offered sweeping views of the glittering city lights below.The walls of the room were paneled in rich, dark wood, accented with delicate gold ornaments that added a touch of elegance to the space. The warm hues of the wood contrasted beautifully with the soft lighting, creating a cozy and inviting atmosphere that enveloped the room in a sense of warmth and luxury.In the center of the room stood a large dining table, its surface covered with a pristine white tablecloth that cascaded gracefully to the floor. Adorned with fresh flowers in vibrant hues and softly glowing candles that cast a flickering light across the room, the table served as the centerpiece of the elegant setting, invitin

"Master Frost, I have found complete data about Eric Young, Jane's lover. He is a middle-class man, endowed with masculinity and above-average size. Jane is having an affair with Eric because her husband, Steve, has had unresolved premature ejaculation problems since the beginning of their marriage. In addition, although Eric's income is not much, he is willing to give all his earnings to Jane, unlike Steve who still considers savings and investments," wrote Simon.Benjamin's smile widened into a grin of satisfaction as he contemplated the unfolding plan. "Simon," he began, his voice tinged with excitement, "I've learned that Eric's residence lies in close proximity to the Regal Hill shopping center. I want you to ensure that he receives a personal invitation to dine at the esteemed Blue Sky Restaurant, where he will be treated to the finest culinary delights money can offer. After all, who could possibly resist the allure of such an irresistible offer?""Understood, Master Frost. I'l

With each playful tease and endearing compliment that fell from Eric's lips, Jane's heart fluttered involuntarily, a symphony of emotions swirling within her. Lost in the enchantment of the moment, she couldn't help but find herself drawn further into his charismatic embrace."Jane, my dear, you look so beautiful tonight. Did you dress up for me?" Eric said, gazing at Jane with loving eyes.Jane shook her head, her smile wavering slightly at Eric's words. "Eric, this isn't the time to joke. My husband could show up at any moment."But Eric's chuckle was soft and genuine as he gently held Jane's hand, his touch comforting yet electrifying. "He's not here, is he?" His words were a gentle reminder, a reassurance that in that moment, they were alone, cocooned in their own little world. "Besides, he never treats you as he should."Jane felt a pang of guilt tug at her heart, a familiar ache that she had grown accustomed to over the years. Eric's words struck a chord, stirring up emotions sh