"What... what did you just say?" He wanted to shout, but he restrained himself as he spoke softly."I'll say it again, rub your body in the mud for a good five minutes!" Nolan reiterated, with a lazy tone."Why would I do that? My car only splashed a little mud on you all, so why should mine be treated differently?" He felt mistreated as he expressed his disagreement."We don't care. You have to follow my order or, better yet, compensate us for our ruined attire!" Nolan raised his voice.Tara and the others didn't intervene to stop Nolan. Initially confused, after some contemplation, they decided it was an appropriate way to retaliate against the disdain the man had shown. "I refuse..." Just as the man was on the verge of declining once more, his shoulder was firmly grasped."Boss, please reconsider." The driver spoke anxiously, knowing his boss was about to unleash his anger again.The man clenched his fist in frustration, visibly trembling with anger. Despite this, he pondered ove
The driver felt a surge of panic in his seat, hesitant to contemplate much before unlocking the car and getting out.If Jeff repeats his words more than twice, it signifies his seriousness.Having stepped out of the car to persist in his plea, he found himself speechless as the car abruptly zoomed away, leaving him watching it speed out of sight.He had gotten down from the car rushly with the intent of pleading while standing, but who would have thought Jeff won't even wait to hear a word from him. …….While Jeff and his driver endured a challenging situation, Nolan and the rest remained composed. The onlookers had already left, having witnessed the resolution of the commotion."Nolan, your approach to dealing with someone like him is truly impressive," Carly exclaimed cheerfully.The others nodded in agreement, their attention absorbed by the phones in their hands. Upon Jeff's departure, they took out their phones and were surprised to find his mud-soaked image trending on the inte
Dave's expression turned slightly sour. "Why should I be bothered about her feeling on cloud nine? I don't involve myself in the affairs of playboys!" His tone lacked any hint of warmth.Carly's enthusiastic eyes dimmed at Dave's words. She had anticipated hearing something positive, not his dismissive remarks.Just as she was on the verge of expressing her frustration, Vivian's chiming voice intervened."I agree with Dave. I genuinely don't understand why so many students in our school are obsessing over the proposal news. What's so special about him?" Vivian questioned disapprovingly. "I even had to inquire with Nolan if he knew anything about this so-called Hansel because everyone seems to be preoccupied talking about him."Tara exclaimed abruptly, "The only reason why that girl, the so-called queen bee in Nolan's school, would agree to date Hansel must be because she's foolish." She didn't want to believe a normal sensible girl will agree to date a guy that's fooling with other gi
When they arrived home, both of them wearily made their way into the mansion."Nolan, today was enjoyable, right?" Vivian plopped down on the sofa beside her, inquiring."Yes, it was interesting. Despite the salon incident threatening to ruin my mood, I still felt okay after having the last laugh," Nolan chuckled, taking a seat."Even the mud splashing could've spoiled our day, but your clever punishment turned things around. I like that," Vivian remarked."True, arrogant brats shouldn't go unpunished. Being lenient only encourages their foolish behavior," Nolan said.Vivian laughed. "It's amusing to think about the embarrassment that the idiot faced while covered in mud."Nolan smiled softly. "It's late; I'm heading to bed now." He stood up, leaving the living room."Goodnight, Nolan," Vivian said, also feeling tired.After a day outdoors, it wasn't surprising that exhaustion had caught up with them. They both retired to their rooms, exchanging goodnight wishes.In his room, Nolan co
The distance from the mansion to the company wasn't considerable; it was just a thirty-minute ride, possibly due to the light traffic."We're here, Nolan," Mr. Dawson exclaimed, turning towards Nolan.Nolan nodded slightly in agreement, remaining silent as he gazed at the tall skyscraper through the car window.His eyes fixed on the building, he unconsciously let out a gasp of amazement.Mr. Dawson noticed his son's focus and couldn't help but chuckle, pleased to see Nolan fascinated by the company building."Now, let's disembark from the car," Mr. Dawson said. Despite enjoying Nolan's astonished expression, he had to remind him to exit the car."Oh, right, we should get down now," Nolan replied, blushing as he caught the hidden smile on Mr. Dawson's face.They both exited the car, accompanied by Elijah, who had been in the driver's seat.As they walked towards the building, Nolan's eyes darted around, not because it was his first time seeing such a high-standard company, but because
Elijah, who was next to Mr. Dawson, was the one who had just spoken."What's the matter?" Nolan asked.He hadn't anticipated Elijah initiating a conversation with him without any prompting from his father.His surprise deepened when Elijah used his name instead of the usual "young Master."Elijah, feeling Nolan's gaze on him, awkwardly scratched his head."Nolan, are you taken aback that he addressed you by your name instead of the usual way?" Mr. Dawson sensed the discomfort in the air and intervened promptly."No, it's not that." Nolan cast his eyes downward, realizing his father had caught onto his thoughts.Although he acknowledged his father's accuracy, he resisted admitting it, fearing it would only amplify the awkwardness."Uh, okay." Mr. Dawson chose not to pursue his initial thought upon hearing Nolan's response. He stepped aside, allowing Elijah to explain the reason for calling unto Nolan."Uh, you've been in the sun for too long. Let's head inside the building and get out
Nolan was taken aback. Initially, he had intended to quickly apologize to the person he accidentally collided with. However, just as he was about to utter the words "I'm sorry," he halted in his tracks upon hearing the individual's initial words."Who's blind?" The person angrily demanded an answer.Turning to Nolan, the individual seemed poised to deliver another harsh reprimand."You..." The scolding words lingered, caught in their throat, as the person stared at Nolan in shock.Likewise, Nolan mirrored the shock on his face when he recognized the individual."What are you doing here?" Nolan swiftly altered his question, fixing his gaze on the person.The individual's shocked expression vanished upon hearing Nolan's question. "Hmph! How dare a trash like you question my reason for being here?"Nolan offered no response, only glaring at him. The person in front of him happened to be one of his former bosses from a past part-time job, known as Shawn, or Mr. S."Are you deaf, you idiot
Mr. S's expression turned to shock, and then it shifted into rage."What did you just do!?" he shouted angrily.Nolan snorted, dismissing the anger in Mr. S's eyes. "You know exactly what I did," he stated indifferently. "You shouldn't have crossed your boundaries. You shouldn't have referred to me as trash."Mr. S laughed loudly, as if he found something amusing. "Did I just hear you say I shouldn't have called you trash? Have you forgotten your name since you left my employ?" he asked, with a pointed stare.Nolan sneered. "Those are in the past. Back then, you used to hurl insults at me that should have been directed at yourself. You're the one who's trash!""You…" Mr. S gritted his teeth in fury. "How dare you say such words. I own a restaurant, and you own nothing. How can I be considered trash?" He felt provoked by Nolan's words."I won't waste my time exchanging words with trash like you. Get out of the way!" Nolan commanded.Mr. S felt insulted. He had never been insulted like