Her grandma, Madam Kate, was rendered speechless for a while by her granddaughter's statement. She cleared her throat and spoke up. “So what? Even if I asked you to antagonize him, I didn't ask you to steal his properties, right?”“Like that wasn't enough, you auctioned it off in one of the best auction houses without the intention of bringing those properties home. How dare you place all the blame on me?” Her grandma's voice sounded cold and fierce so she kept quiet. She couldn't refute her grandma because she was right about that. She kept those ancient items that she stole to herself because she knew that her grandma, Madam Kate, wasn't going to reward her well. She might even give those ancient items to her favorite grandson, Micheal, to sell it off in one of the biggest auction houses in Phoenix City. “That's fine. But are you really sure that he's just an underling of the Edward family?” She asked and Madam Kate got angry. “Don't ask me that question again if you have nothi
“Why aren't you saying anything?” Madam Kate spoke up when she noticed that her favorite grandson, Michael, wasn't contributing to what she was saying. He had his hand under his chins as though he was in a deep thought. What could he be thinking about? Or did he believe that Smith is the young master of the Edward family?It was natural for her to think like that because he had always been skeptical and cautious whenever she talked about Smith after he kidnapped her and almost wreaked havoc on the family. He snapped out of his thoughts and looked up immediately. He forced out a smile on his face when he noticed the cold look on her face. It seemed as though she could read his mind and know what he was thinking about at that moment. “I'm fine ma'am. I was thinking about something,” he muttered absentmindedly. She raised her eyebrows and glared at him for a while, unconvinced by her statement. He remained quiet under her inspecting gaze. “It's fine if that's the case but don't tell
His heart shook his face as he stared at the burly man, who stared at him with a long gaze. It seemed as though he was in a deep thought or something was bothering him. What could it be? Could it be that Smith is the new young master of the Edward family? His heart pounded heavily against its ribcage as the thought crossed his mind. He couldn't help but feel worried because he felt there was nothing he could do if Smith was to be the young Master of the Edward family. He would eventually bring down his family, the Rodriguez family, if he found out that his Grandma, Madam Kate, was plotting against him. He comforted himself because he didn't know what else he could think at that moment. He stared at the burly man who seemed to be in a trance curiously. The burly man looked up and cleared his throat after being in a trance for more than two minutes. “Is there anything wrong? Does the emperor have another young master?” He asked curiously as the thought crossed his mind. He swallow
Edward Family Grand Mansion In one of those big houses in the mansion, a finely dressed young man could be seen sipping from a cup that was filled with red substance. It was a red velvet wine that was very expensive. The finely dressed young man could be recognized as Jayden. He was the recognized Young Master of the Edward family. Jayden looked up and dropped the glass cup on the table as a knock landed at the door. “Come in,” he said in a cold tone since he knew that it was only his right hand man or his trusted subordinate that would dare come to him without informing him beforehand. The door creaked open and an elderly man dressed in a fine suit walked into the house with a cold look on his face. He bowed his head quickly the moment he saw the young Master, Jayden, sitting on the couch close to a pool. “Good morning, Young Master,” he greeted and bowed his head respectfully when he noticed the presence of the young master. Even though he was a few years older than the perso
Smith, on the other hand, was facing different issues. He was having a hard time understanding the depth and concept of the Heavenly Horned Dragon book that was before him. Each time that he tried to comprehend the techniques in the cultivation book, it seemed as though a barrier was preventing him. He began to feel doubtful about the existence of cultivators. What he'd experienced in the Red Vile Auction still left a great impression in his heart. The Hall Master of the Red Vile Auction house made a thunder strike after dark clouds gathered over the roof of the Red Vile Auction house. The Mystical Green Orb was glowing dimly in Smith's hand. He has been staring at the green bead for the past few hours without taking his gaze away from him. It wasn't intentional that he couldn't take his gaze from the big green bead-like orb that was glowing dimly but it was because of how enticing the green bead was. It seemed as though a spiritual force was entering his soul. It wasn't a harmful
Smith remained cold and indifferent after hearing the statement of the Twilight Star restaurant's manager. The man didn't look displeased by Smith's indifference. He was praying fervently in his mind, hoping that Smith wouldn't find offense to him for what his worker or subordinate had done to him. He bowed his head respectfully, not caring about his prestige as the dignified manager of the Twilight Star restaurant. He was no more than a mere ant before someone like Smith so how could he maintain his lofty behavior? An ordinary Young Master wouldn't have the authority to make him personally make an appearance unless he has a good impression about such a person. “Why don't you ask your ‘good staff' what she'd done?” Smith asked in a calm tone even though his heart was boiling with anger. He shared a knowing look with Smith and quickly stepped aside. He turned to the two maids standing before him with a cold look on his face. Everyone in the restaurant seemed to have noticed the s
Smith frowned slightly as soon as Mr. Frank finished his statement. He spoke up without any sign of nervousness. “Didn't the chancellor tell you that I'm not interested in the upcoming international quiz?” Mr. Frank wasn't offended by Smith's statement. He merely shook his head and spoke up with a calm tone. “No, he did but I can't just give up on you like that,” the man said resolutely. “It doesn't matter whether you want to give up or not. It's only up to me to decide,” Smith said in a calm tone and the middle-aged man smiled. “That's right. Why aren't you interested in the upcoming international quiz? Is it because Mr. Han has offended you?” Mr. Frank asked in a cold tone and he shook his head vehemently. “He can't be the reason. I'm not interested because it's not beneficial to me,” Mr. Frank looked up instantly and stared at him with a shocked expression on his face when he heard Smith's statement. He wasn't expecting it. How could an ordinary student say that a competition
“You think I'll go back on my words if you don't take the first position, right?” The middle-aged man asked as he stared at Smith knowingly. Smith nodded his head affirmatively. “Isn't that what it's going to be?” He asked in a calm tone and the man shook his head with a sigh. “I wonder what you take me as. I'm the owner of this college so no matter what, I won't change my mind even if you don't climb the top 10 leaderboard.”“However, I believe in your potential. I have a feeling that you'll make me proud. I just hope you'll try your best. So whether you take the first position or not, you're still going to enter the Great Beyond library. I have no problem with that,” the man said and Smith stared at him for a while. He could tell that the man was sincere and genuine when he was speaking to him. The man's quick resolution left a good impression inside of him. “I’ll try my best then,” he said and the middle-aged man nodded his head in response with a soft smile on his face. “Is