Dashawn frowns. He is the young master of the Johnsons, a family ranking third on the list of families below the top five families.He can easily crush Jordan if he wanted yet Jordan is addressing him with no ounce of respect. He glares at Jordan with the utmost desire to take out his anger on him, but remembering Jordan's magical prowess, especially how he could effortlessly make wine vanish into thin air, he forces himself to calm down. He can't afford to provoke someone with such powers lest he makes him to vanish as well.His cold gaze lingers on Jordan for a while before he drags himself away and walks back to his seat, settling down. However, he can't find it in himself to calm down. He really wants Jordan's magical powers. Not just to satisfy his fantasies but to help his family as well. With those magical powers, he is confident he can help his family rise to greater heights. All they have to do is destroy whichever family that stands in the way of their growth."Brielle Xavi
"You?" Jordan rolls his eyes. Daisy can't possibly be serious. He already has a relationship with Greyson; if he wanted the old man to pledge allegiance to him, wouldn't he have asked that of him the very first time they met? Besides, Daisy is not the Patriarch of the Kanes, even though Greyson might not oppose her decision as he is fond of him and knows a bit of his real identity, who is she to make such decision?"What do you mean by 'you'?" Daisy frowns in annoyance. "Do you not take me seriously?"Jordan waves her off dismissively. "You should refrain from spouting such nonsense." With that, he stops paying her any attention and turns back to his table."You," Daisy glowers. "What do you..." Her words are cut short as John bends over to her level and whispers some words to her."Oh?" Her mouth pats open as realization dawns on her. She sways her gaze back to Jordan and says solemnly, "If that is the case, then I'm not interested in the magic tricks anymore."Jordan merely smiles.
"Don't tell me you have been so easily deceived by that punk's words, Gerald," before Isabella can respond, Brian says, his face crinkling in disappointment. "As a member of the prestigious Caden family, I expected you to at least be smart enough to see through silly tricks as these but you actually fell for it.""What do you mean?" Gerald snaps, seemingly offended. "We both saw him make that wine vanish into thin air. With such magical powers, don't you think it will be possible for us to rise back to our feet?""You are so naive," Brian chuckles wryly. "Have you stopped to consider if the disappearance of the wine was just a mere coincidence?""I'm sorry, Mr. Martinez, but you actually sound dumb right now," Gerald rolls his eyes. "Alright, let's assume it was a mere coincidence, shouldn't the wine have spilled all over the place then? Did it?"And why did it have to happen the moment the wine was just about to pour on that guy? Besides, when has it ever been recorded that wind mad
"A better option?" Avery's eyes sparkle in excitement. "Come on, Mr. Martinez, what are you keeping the information for? Why wouldn't we be interested? Tell us already!" She urges impatiently. Brian could make Richard Moore apologize to Isabella on his knees without any care for his integrity.Between him and Jordan, she finds Brian more interesting and capable. Though she is shocked by Jordan's magic powers and feels it might really help them rise back to their feet, she is still more interested in the better option Brian just spoke of. After all, as a big shot, he'll definitely have something better than what Jordan is offering. In the face of Brian, Jordan can actually go to hell for all she cares."There's no need to hurry," Brian says with a triumphant smile and gestures ambiguously, "Let's sit down first and place our order. We will discuss while we eat. Order anything you want. Don't hold back.""Alright, Mr. Martinez," Avery naturally obliges and sits down, immediately waving
"What four of us?" Avery glares at her. "My orders are for me alone. If you want to eat, you should go ahead and order for yourself!"Isabella frowns. The orders her mum placed are over fifty. How can she finish all those dishes at a sitting? Isn't she being greedy?"Hmph!" She snorts and turns to the handsome waiter, saying solemnly, "You can ask Brian what he wants. As for me and my brother, we will eat from the orders my mum just placed. Move along now.""Hey, wait there!" Just as the waiter is about to walk over to Brian, Avery hollers, stopping him in his tracks. Simultaneously, she turns to Isabella and chides, "What is matter with you, Isabella? You're not the one footing the bill, so why won't you let me enjoy to my heart's content?"Brian also turns to Isabella and says calmly, "Miss Isabella, your mum is right, I'm footing the bills. You shouldn't worry about what she does and let her do as she pleases. Just go ahead and place your order.""No," Isabella shakes her head. "Th
"Enough!" Infuriated, Brian slams his hand on the table. "Are you guys in a restaurant or a war front?" He roars, his gaze sweeping over both Isabella and Avery. "Hah!" He grits his teeth, giving them a cold warning, "If any of you say one more provocative word to the other, I'll get up and leave. That is a promise!" Brian's voice is so cold and ruthless that Avery can't help a chill running down her spine. "Uhm," she gawks at him. This is the first time he is getting angry at them. She is so terrified. And this is not just because of his anger but because of his warning. If he leaves, who would foot the bills? She quickly says calmly, "Calm down, Mr. Martinez; it hasn't gotten to that.""Hasn't it?" Not minding her identity and his pretence to be a cool-headed gentleman, Brian retorts, shooting her a cold glare. "You two are grown-ass adults, yet you bicker like kids; what the hell is wrong with you?"If anyone had addressed Avery in this manner, she would have definitely gotten a
"Unfortunately, every piece of land in Death City has already been claimed. Even if I wanted to, I can't do anything now," Brian replies with a hint of sadness in his voice.Avery's expression falls. It was a missed opportunity for profitable business. If only she could have secured even a single plot, there could have been significant financial gains. She lets out a depressing sigh."But, Brian, you mentioned that the rise of our family would be tied to the resurgence of Death City. If all the lands have already been claimed and we can't obtain any, how is the city supposed to contribute to our rise? What do you mean by that statement?""Isn't it obvious?" Brian grins, saying proudly, "While the city serves as the key element for the rise of your family, I am the catalyst. What I mean is that even though all the lands have been claimed, there's no need for you to worry because the four plots of land I purchased are not for me but your family. You can become owners of the land if you c
"You didn't believe it the first time when Mr. Callahan said it, would you believe it now if I said yes?" Instead of answering, Lorenzo asks back, turning to look at Daisy."Uhm," Daisy nibbles on her lower lip, not knowing what to say. Though she asked the question, she doesn't know if she would believe it even if Lorenzo said yes.Except... Her eyes sparkle. "I might not necessarily doubt it. That is if you can prove you are really the Mafia boss.""If my relationship with Mr. Callahan is not proof enough then forget about it," Lorenzo says dismissively and stops paying her any attention. He turns to Jordan and says, "My Lord, that piece of information is false. "If there were anything like that, I should have heard about it and would have probably been the one to inform you. That I didn't hear about it is a clear indication that the punk is lying.""Hmm," Jordan hums. "Do you think so as well?" He directs at Daisy."Well, we might not be the most powerful family in East Veridora bu