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
"What do you want?" Smith lowered his head in shame as he walked into the well-furnished and air-conditioned office. The office looks expensive and classic. "Good morning, Mr. Adam," he greeted in a low tone as he walked closer to the bald man sitting on a swivel chair. "How may I help you?" Adam asked and stared at him in disgust. He couldn't hide how displeased and disgusted he was to see Smith. Smith was wearing an old-fashioned and worn-out suit which was patched on some sides. Everything about him was stanched of suffering and poverty. "How did this man enter my office? I'm going to fire the security guard for sure," he asked himself as he stared at Smith disdainfully. Smith, who understood the look on his face, lowered his head in shame. He was no longer surprised. He was used to the hateful and disdainful look from friends and even families. What did they expect? He was just a part-time cleaner who tried different shifts at many restaurants just to make a living.
"I've trans…" he swallowed back the words almost immediately as he was about to spill out the truth.He wanted to tell them that he'd paid for the surgery fee, but on second thought, there was no need to tell them since they wouldn't appreciate his efforts. They were going to mock him instead. They could lay false allegations on him that he stole to pay for his wife's surgery.He couldn't forget how the entire family humiliated him last year during Olivia's birthday because he gave her a second-hand necklace from a store.She poured expensive wine on him, made him undress, and forced him to clean up while the family and guests watched.He snapped out of his thought and his gaze met with the cold and hateful glares on their face. He ignored their expression like it was nothing and shoved his old mobile phone into his pocket."What do you want to show us, you good-for-nothing human?" Madam Kate cursed under her breath. She glared at him with anger seething through her.She couldn't hide