After several minutes of anxious waiting, the cashier returned, this time accompanied by a woman of distinguished poise and commanding presence. Her immaculately tailored suit and aura of quiet authority marked her as none other than the CEO of the establishment.The crowd quieted down at her arrival, the cashier's presence now eclipsed by the unmistakable authority of the CEO. Her eyes scanned the scene, taking in every detail of the commotion that had unfolded in her store.Before the CEO could utter a word, Mr. Snow, buoyed by the crowd's support, seized the initiative and launched into a swift condemnation of Jeremy. "Good day, madam," he said, addressing the CEO with a formal nod before turning to point an accusatory finger at Jeremy. "This fraudster here came to shop with his wife using an obviously stolen card, and for the betterment of your establishment, I suggest he be investigated thoroughly."The crowd murmured their permission, their whispers lending confidence to Mr. Sn

Avery looked deeper into her husband's eyes, her demand firm: "How did you get such money?" Jeremy, anticipating her question, had prepared a fabricated story to placate her. "The new CEO of Blue Silver Entertainment rewarded me generously after I reported Noah and his manager's unethical behavior," he explained, but Avery's skeptical gaze only intensified as she raised an eyebrow.Avery's eyes sparkled with curiosity as she asked, "How did you know Noah would gain the contract through illegal means?" Jeremy's expression turned confident, "Because everything about him is a lie. So, I just expected it and took the initiative. Fortunately for us, I was right." Avery nodded, her face filled with admiration. "For a moment, I thought I would lose you," she said, her voice filled with emotion. "But you've somehow always pulled surprise strings and made our haters feel defeated." With that, she wrapped her arms around Jeremy, pulling him into a tight hug, her gratitude and appreciation p

As the Peters strode into the mansion, their entrance had not gone unnoticed. Mrs. Williams commented, "That was quite an expensive car," referring to the Mercedes Benz that had announced their arrival.Mrs. Peters, clearly reveling in the attention, replied with a hint of pride, "You can say that again. We only deserve the best, after all."The two women continued exchanging pleasantries, their conversation laced with a subtle air of competitiveness.Jeremy and Avery exchanged knowing smirks as they observed the Peters, basking in their perceived extravagance and magnificence. Even though the Peters were putting on quite a show, both Jeremy and Avery were well aware that their extravagant appearance was nothing but fake.As the Peters continued to mingle, carrying themselves with an exaggerated air of haughtiness, Jeremy and Avery felt an increasing sense of amusement at the Peters' insensibility to their deception. It seemed that the Peters' inability to see themselves for who the

"What could be more precious than the gift I've given?" Steve taunted, his arrogance palpable. Jeremy, however, remained unfazed. With a smile, he reached into his pocket and pulled out a wristwatch, eliciting laughter from the onlookers who couldn't believe that he had presented such a mundane item."You couldn't even afford a proper box for the watch," Mrs. Peters chortled, her amusement apparent.Mrs. Williams, ever quick to defend herself, chimed in with her derisive comment, "Not only is the gift lacking in value but so is the way it's presented. It's clear that Jeremy's ideas are as impoverished as his social standing."She felt a burning rage, having witnessed yet another humiliation at Jeremy's hands. It seemed the young man had an uncanny talent for disrupting their status quo and making fools of the Williams. Mrs. Peters, seizing an opportunity to get a dig in at her rival Mrs. Williams, interjected, "Well, even if the gift might not be the most lavish, at least Jeremy had

As Steve was escorted away by the police, Jeremy gently held his wife's hand and silently began to walk away. However, Mrs. Collins swiftly intercepted them. Intimidated by Jeremy, she couldn't ignore the fact that the officers who came for Steve held high ranks, clearly indicating Jeremy's influential ties."Mr. Jeremy," she called out respectfully, her tone a stark contrast from her usual brash behavior.Jeremy turned to face Mrs. Collins, his face stoic and unreadable. Her newfound respect wasn't lost on him, and he intended to use it to his advantage. He waited for her to speak, a calmness exuding from him that seemed to further unnerve her."I... I just wanted to apologize for any misunderstandings," Mrs. Collins stammered, her eyes darting between Jeremy and the departing police officers.Jeremy nodded slowly, accepting her apology with a hint of amusement in his eyes. He was well aware of the power his connections held and the sway they gave him over people like Mrs. Collins, b