Ch. 13 - An Old Saying
Jackson had a smile on his face. With a triumphant look, he turned his gaze to Naomi.

With a haughty tone in his voice, he uttered. “I think you can send the cleaner home. We have someone to clean the dishes after all!”

The young Lord glared at Jackson and clicked his tongue. Content poured out of his eye sockets.

The people in the restaurant felt the ominous aura emitting from him. They didn’t know who the young man was. Someone with enough influence who could get Mr. Pearl with just a phone call. Let alone brush out one hundred million in cash.

Jackson walked toward Alicia. With a gentle pat on her head, Jackson turned around and glared at the dumbfounded young Lord, whom he approached with an icy stare. “Oh, and don’t waste the food. Please enjoy it!”

“As if you could really command me…”, He brushed it off and snorted. “Trash!”

Jackson placed his hand on young Jones’ shoulder. “Is that what a noble’s word is worth?”

He brushed it off and glared daggers at Jackson. “None of yo
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