As they stepped out of the store, the cool evening air brushed against their faces, a welcome relief from the tension that had filled the shop but summer mind was nuts there. Summer glanced at Jason, her curiosity piqued by the events that had just unfolded inside the store. She couldn't quite understand how Jason had managed to turn the situation around so completely and he didn't say anything and the manager was shaking without Jason saying anything.with curiosity written all over her face.“Jason”she began, her voice light with even more curiosity.“What did you say to the manager that made her change her mind so quickly? One moment she was furious, and the next, she was practically begging us to take whatever we wanted, what did you do.”Jason at the moment looked at her, with a small smile playing on his lips. He could see the curiosity in her eyes. He knew she would ask him about it, but he decided to keep things simple. “I told her that I had everything on record about how

Jason wiped his hands on his shorts, ignoring the murmurs from the sidelines. The ball bounced back into his hands, and without hesitation, he moved into position. His focus was sharp, his eyes locked on the hoop. At that moment The Court seemed to fade into the background, the noise replaced by the rhythmic sound of the ball hitting the hardwood floor.“Another one?” someone whispered as he launched the ball.“Swish.”The crowd stirred. “That’s nine in a row,” a player muttered, disbelief lacing his tone.again Jason caught the next ball, his movements fluid and controlled. Another shot, another clean three-pointer. His confidence grew with every basket, and so did the tension in the room.“Thirty points already,” a coach said, his voice just loud enough for the others to hear. “This kid’s on fire.”But Jason wasn’t done. Shot after shot, the ball sliced through the air, each one landing with precision. the scoreboard ticked higher and higher.“Forty-five. Is he even human?” one of

Not long after the car arrived.The sleek roar of the engine turned heads as Jason pulled up in the higher-end version of the Porsche, its metallic finish gleaming under the afternoon sun. The car was a showstopper, effortlessly commanding attention. Not long after he arrived at the place and without wasting anymore time he stepped out, adjusting his jacket casually, his expression calm and collected as if this was just another day.Inside the art gallery, the ladies from the media team were already setting up their equipment, chatting quietly among themselves. When Jason entered, their conversations stopped abruptly. One of them nudged the leader, whispering.“Is that not... Jason?”At that moment the leader turned, her eyes widening slightly before she masked her surprise with a polite smile. “Jason! There you are,” she said, walking over as if she hadn’t just made him take a cab. “ What kept you waiting, We’re ready to start.”Jason didn’t respond to her tone, instead giving a b

At that moment the girls froze as the sleek luxury car came to a stop in front of Jason. Their disbelief was palpable, their earlier confidence replaced by stunned silence.All of them started gazing at each other they didn't know what to say.“Wait,” one of them finally managed to say, her voice tinged with disbelief. “Is this… your car?”Jason leaned casually against the driver’s side door, twirling the keys in his hand. “Does it really matter?” he asked, his tone calm and uninterested. “All that matters is I’ll be the one driving it and I won't use a taxi just like you all thought.”Upon hearing what Jason just said.The girls exchanged quick glances, their shock melting into opportunistic smiles. “You know,” one of them said, her voice suddenly sweet, “maybe we were too hard on you earlier. It was really impressive how you figured out that painting.”“Yeah,” another chimed in, flashing a wide grin. “You’re smarter than we gave you credit for. Maybe we should talk about it—whil

Summer sat on the edge of the bench, her hands clenched tightly around the fabric of her jeans. Natalie’s words echoed in her ears, and the smug laughter from Robert only fueled her frustration. She couldn’t take it anymore. Her legs moved before her mind could catch up, and she stood, ready to make her way to Jason’s side.But before she could take a step, the spokesperson’s voice rang out, cutting through the noise. “Ladies and gentlemen,” he began, his voice amplified by the microphone.“it’s time to honor our MVP for tonight’s incredible performance—Jason!”The Court fell into a hush, all eyes turning toward Jason as he slowly rose from the bench. The spotlight swept across the court, landing on him as the crowd began to cheer. Jason remained calm, his expression unreadable, but there was a flicker of something in his eyes as he stood tall.“And presenting the award tonight,” the spokesman continued, pausing dramatically.“is none other than Camila Joseph.”Immediately a co