"What does my expression and shaking of the head have to do with you?" Jordan asks impassively. "Besides, I agreed with Daisy that you guys are quite impressive, do I have to kiss your feet to show it?""Are you so big to?" She snaps arrogantly. "Look at me, I'm Olivia de la Croix, a goddess everyone looks up to! Do you know how many outstanding men line up to impress me every day? Do you know how many of them wish to kiss my feet? You should feel proud and grateful if you get to do that!"Not only is Olivia an international model, but she also hails from a wealthy family, although not one of the top 5 families, so everywhere she goes everyone falls to her feet in respect and no one dares go against her will, to top it with her beauty, which only pales when compared with Daisy's, she is indeed like a goddess, an all guys girl."Olivia has a lot of fanboys! Men practically kiss the floor she matches on! You should be proud if you get to kiss her golden feet!" With a condescending look,
"Wait, Daisy, don't leave!" Seeing that Daisy is serious about leaving, Olivia dashes after her, pleading. "I'm sorry! I promise, I won't cause any more trouble. Please stay! Please!" She tugs on her arm.Olivia had initiated this meal with Daisy in particular not out of nostalgia because she's been dying to flex on Daisy how great and intriguing her life is and show off all the big names she's rubbed shoulders with over the years. It doesn't matter to her how fleeting those encounters were. And now she's got juicy dirt on Daisy too - her loser of a boyfriend, there's no way she's letting this opportunity slip through her fingers. She's got Daisy right where she wants her! She can't just wait to taunt her all afternoon and have her have a taste of what it feels like to have everything good to one's self.However, what she doesn't know is that she would never be getting the opportunity to do all that as Daisy has already made up her mind to leave. With a look of steel in her eyes, Dais
"What?! By who?!" Daisy is literally screaming at the top of her lungs, almost as if she is losing her mind. Indeed, her family is the top 5 family in the county but dining in the Presidential Private room is something she can't do. Not even her grandpa can. It's not like they can't afford it, but they will literally have to sell half of their assets to do so.The cost of dining in the Presidential Private room is so drastically expensive that the private room is only for billionaires, who have no better use for their money. People like her can only dine in the Executive Private room. Two levels below the Presidential Private room."Miss, who paid for everything?" Barely able to contain herself, Daisy asks yet again."Rather than asking me, why don't you ask the young man beside you?" Just as the elevator dings and the door opens, the waitress remarks and steps out.In an elevator below the first floor, Olivia and the rest seem to be in the middle of a conversation;"Are you certai
"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