"What a bitch!" As they step back into the elevator as requested by the waitress, Olivia curses, kicking the innocent air. "Just because she is able to dine in the Presidential Private room, she is feeling all high and mighty! How infuriating!""Calm down, Olivia, I doubt they are dining there. Did any of you see that wastrel pay for the room?" Spencer suddenly asks a shocking question."No, why?" The others respond unanimously, staring skeptically at him."One of the rules of Gourmet Garden is payment before dining. That is, when someone arrives here, he selects a room and whatever he would eat and drink, then pays before a waiter or waitress leads him to the room he selected, and his selected dishes and drinks are served. You guys haven't forgotten we did the same thing when we arrived, have you?""Just go on, Spencer," Olivia urges impatiently, repeatedly tapping her foot on the floor."Well, that wastrel never did any of those and the waitress suddenly started leading them away. I
"Olivia de la Croix, your final day on this earth has come! Come out here now, you bitch!" A cold, deadly voice bellows, and a tall, intimidating man covered in tattoos and radiating a menacing aura bursts into the room, followed closely by over twenty sturdy figures. The tattooed man has a cold expression on his face, his eyes are as dark as night and his fists are clenched so tightly as if he is so aching to kill someone.At his sudden intrusion, the cheerful atmosphere in the room turns tense, and Vanessa and the others lock eyes, their gazes filled with a mixture of shock and horror. But the tattooed man doesn't seem to care about the others as his gaze stoically glides across the room and lands squarely on Olivia. "Bitch, why are you still sitting there?!" With a menacing tone, he growls, "Move your ass over here!"Olivia's face contorts with confusion as she gazes at the man, not being able to recollect ever meeting him or who he is. "Excuse me, fine sir," she says, her tone dr
"Jasper, that was absolutely incredible!" Penelope's admiration bursts forth in an exclamation, her gaze fixed on him with a mix of awe and respect."That was a good one, buddy," Spencer stands and pats him on the shoulder. "Putting that jerk in his place was well-deserved."Turning his attention toward Olivia, Spencer's tone shifts to a supportive one as he says calmly, "Babes, I don't know why you decided to drug that man and abscond with his money, but having known you for so many years now, I'm certain you must have had good reasons to. Don't worry, we will stand up for you! You just sit there and enjoy while we take care of this.""Aww, you guys are so sweet!" Penelope smiles wildly. "This is exactly how men should be! Not like that Daisy's boyfriend," she jabs at Jordan, using the opportunity to jest him even though he's not here."Uhm, I don't know what I would have done right now if you guys weren't here. I'm grateful you guys have decided to take this up. Really really gratef
"What?!" A collective gasp escapes Olivia and the rest of the ladies, their eyes widening in shock at Spencer's impressive unexpected display of combat prowess."Wait, Spencer, you can fight?" Penelope asks, staring at him in bewilderment.Spencer shrugs nonchalantly in response, a hint of smugness in his demeanor, "It's not just me. Jasper here can handle himself too. You ladies might not know, but we're both proficient in martial arts. I guess Jasper was caught off guard by the audacity of that scoundrel to order his dogs to attack him even after learning his identity that he couldn't defend himself.""Wow, so in addition to being wealthy and handsome, you guys are skilled fighters too! You're like the complete package!" Penelope gushes, a grin spreading across her face."Hmph, so what if you guys are quite skilled? We have the upper hand here as we number in twenties while you punks are just two! For hitting one of our comrades and talking rudely to our boss, we would teach the bot
"Jasper, why do you look so disoriented? Do you know him?" Penelope asks scrupulously, an ominous feeling creeping up her skin."Do I know him? Hah! We are in deep trouble!" Jasper exclaims, shuddering. "It's not just about Deathpool but his backers! Deathpool is a subordinate of Black Dragon and Black Dragon is a subordinate of Mr. Lorenzo Capone, the Mafia boss! Ah! That man wasn't lying when he spoke about his master's backers! We are dead meats!""What?!" The gravity of this revelation leaves the others frozen in shock, their expressions a mirror of horror.But not caring about their expressions, Jasper hurriedly continues, "As much as Deathpool might have previously been cautious not to provoke my family, the situation has shifted. By challenging him, we've disrupted that equilibrium. And considering he's backed by forces that could destroy my family if they so desired, he has little reason to hold back any longer. We need to leave! Like right now!""Departing so hastily?" Howeve
"Huh?" Jordan is taken aback by Daisy's assumption. The idea that he might have been interested in Vanessa in that way catches him completely off guard. He can't help but find her interpretation of the situation rather bewildering, especially considering the fact that Vanessa didn't have a very nice first impression on him."What do you mean by 'huh'?" Daisy retorts with a furrowed brow, snapping him out of his reverie. "Someone suddenly barged in on us out of nowhere, and instead of getting angry that she did such a thing and disrupted our private moment, you remarked that you had been expecting her! I don't know what you think but to me that can only mean you had some prior interest in her! Otherwise, why would you say that?"Jordan smiles wryly and softly caresses her cheek, retorting, "You are misunderstanding things. Besides, if I were to 'eye' someone, wouldn't it be reasonable for me to set my sights on someone even more beautiful than you, or at least on par with you?"Daisy'
"Uhm, Jordan, for my sake, can you help?" After Vanessa's departure, Daisy's conscience gets the better of her. She looks at Jordan with a plea in her eyes, hoping he'll reconsider his stance."But if I could help them, why would you want me to do so, considering all their impulsive attitudes and actions towards you?" Jordan asks impassively.Left to his own devices, he really wouldn't hesitate to let Jasper and the others face the consequences of their actions.Daisy's voice is tinged with a mix of emotions as she calmly explains, "No matter what, we share a history, so many years. I can't just forget about all that and turn my back on them. You don't have to hide it, I know you can help. Please do. "Besides, Vanessa is heading back there, and if she gets involved, it could lead to more trouble. For both her sake and mine, could you please help? Please?" She grabs his hands and batters her eyelashes at him.Sighing in surrender, Jordan acknowledges the weight of Daisy's request. She
Under the intense gaze of everyone, Jordan strides confidently towards Deathpool and his underlings and stops right in front of them, a subtle smile on his cute face as he leans on the wall and casts Deathpool a glance, seemingly waiting for a response. As Deathpool's cold and aloof gaze drops to Jordan, the unexpected interloper, his face suddenly loses color, his eyes narrow, and an uneasy feeling creeps up his heart. Though the young man before him looks casual and with no extraordinary touch to him, his voice carries commanding weight so far superior to his bosses and there's an unfathomable eerie aura radiating from him. 'Uhm,' he swallows silently, a chill running down his spine, straight to his bone marrow.It takes him a few minutes to compose himself before he gazes back at Jordan and asks with his guard up, "Who are you?""Who I am depends on who you want to meet," Jordan replies nonchalantly, his smile unwavering. "I believe you have planned so much for these girls and ar