To not disturb the two's intimate time, Ava's mother deliberately made up an excuse to go back into the house. As she left, she even winked at Ava, encouraging her to freely be with Justin.Still sitting in the car, Justin also felt somewhat annoyed. Looking at the girl before him whose face was as red as a red apple, he almost wanted to slap himself twice. It was because he hadn't explained clearly just now that the mother and daughter had misunderstood."Um, actually, I was just joking earlier. What I really meant was to ask you to pretend to be my girlfriend. Here's the situation - I'll be attending a class reunion in a couple days and everyone else is bringing their girlfriends. You see, if I show up alone, won't that be awkward? We're so familiar with each other already, just help me out."Hearing this, Ava was still shy but also felt secretly delighted inside. After all, the first person Justin had thought of to act as his girlfriend was her. This meant she still held quite some
As soon as Grant entered, he was surrounded by the others, all eager to get closer to him as if proximity was a badge of honor.One scantily-clad girl in particular rushed forward, hoping to attract Grant's attention with her impressive physique. But before she could even show off her body, she was shoved aside.This time, the one who pushed through the crowd was a portly man named Caleb, whom Justin vaguely remembered as one of Grant's former lackeys. Caleb forcibly made way and fawned over Grant obsequiously."Young Master Grant, do you still remember me? I'm Caleb! I used to be your loyal underling, sitting right behind you. I heard your family runs a successful dealership, and as luck would have it, I now own a used car business myself. I hope Young Master Grant can do me the honor of giving me some pointers, for old times' sake.""Of course, of course! Since you were once my subordinate, it's only natural I should help you out. Just give your dealership's name to my butler later
"Oh, so Young Master Grant wants to take me under his wing? Should I be forever grateful and indebted to you?" Justin replied sarcastically. "No need for gratitude. For someone like me, your pitiful appreciation is worth less than a fart. Now make your friend kneel and lick Grace's skirt clean with his tongue, and you do it alongside him. If you can accomplish that, I'll take you on as my subordinate and ensure you live a comfortable life of luxury. What do you say? Aren't I generous?" Grant mocked arrogantly."A tempting offer, but I must decline. Though I currently have little wealth, I'm content living carefree and have no ambition for great riches. As for Young Master Grant's kindness, I'm afraid I must refuse, for I have no wish to debase myself so." Justin responded disdainfully.Grant was finding it hard to keep up his haughty facade, for as the guest of honor today, losing face to a "loser" like Justin would make him a laughingstock."As expected, a small-minded peasant conte
Camden still hadn't come back up, and Justin knew exactly why - the fool must be ogling the car downstairs.Just then, their high school homeroom teacher Ryan walked in. Only a few years older than them, he'd been like a big brother figure.Ryan had always been friendly with the students, so their time together had been quite cordial. Justin remembered they'd all cried and hugged when it was time to part ways after graduation.Now Ryan sported a tight leather outfit with a rooster-comb red mohawk, skintight pants and pointed leather shoes - the very image of a flamboyant middle-aged man embracing his long-repressed urges."Lively gathering! Looks like the whole Class 32 gang is here for this momentous reunion. Let's not waste time on chitchat - drinks all around! We'll catch up with glasses raised," Ryan declared enthusiastically.Eager to flaunt his wealth, Grant grandly stepped up. "Hear, hear! We're here to party hard. We don't stop till we drop! Start us off with your most expensi
The alcohol was starting to get to Grant's head. He stumbled over, wanting to see what was going on and even trying to confront the server to get an explanation."You can't fool me. Even if this was an '82 Lafite, there's no way it could cost this much. You must have tacked on extra charges. Go get your manager here right now. I want to talk to him directly about this."Hearing this, the server's formerly polite expression instantly turned cold. He spoke in an icy tone, "I'm sorry sir, but our manager happens to be away on business today. He has entrusted me with full authority to handle all matters in the hotel. Also, this is not an '82 Lafite. It is a limited edition Royal Salute we just acquired.You asked for the most expensive wine we have, so I brought out our current highest priced bottle at $260,000 each. You ordered 50 bottles, so the total comes to $13 million. It's clearly marked on the price list, along with the unit price and quantity. The bottles have an anti-counterfeit
"What? This place is also one of Mr. Martin's businesses?"Justin was quite surprised. He had known Mr. Martin owned many enterprises, but didn't realize this hotel was one of them. His reach was truly enormous.What Justin didn't know was that Mr. Martin had stakes in 80% of Nova City's restaurants and hotels. And all of this ultimately stemmed from Mr. Martin's mysterious backer. No one knew who they were, but it wasn't Justin's concern since it wasn't his business. While Justin was still processing this, the other students had already been stunned speechless, especially Grant, whose face was darker than the bottom of a pot.He felt extremely frustrated. What was supposed to be his moment to show off had somehow turned into this, with him losing face while this former nobody in his eyes was now lording it over everyone."Sir, please keep your card. And I hope you can kindly rate my service before you leave. Ten out of ten would be most appreciated and help me greatly."The server
Although Grant wanted to embarrass Justin, he didn't want to get tangled up with a woman like this. He immediately pushed her away and walked to the side alone, gazing seriously at Justin. With Grant's experience with women, he naturally wouldn't look at Ava as superficially as the others did. He could tell that although the girl was plainly dressed, she had an air of ethereal purity and elegance, like sunshine on snow, white flowers after rain. This was not something ordinary people could compare to. And although she wore a simple coat, it didn't look shabby on her at all. It was as if anything she wore would suit her perfectly.In short, the girl was flawless, not shabby as the others claimed. In some respects, she was even better than his own girlfriend.Grant became somewhat entranced the more he looked at her. His girlfriend beside him was furious but powerless. After all, she was just a pet canary to him. If he got angry and told her to get lost, her cushy lifestyle would be go
"Stop right there. Where do you think you're going?" Justin's voice made Grant and the others halt in their tracks and turn around, their expressions sour. "What more do you want? Don't tell me you really want to tear off the veneer of civility? I'll admit, Justin, you've exceeded my expectations, but I, Grant, am not someone you can casually trample underfoot. I'm warning you, don't provoke me further, or you'll regret it."Grant's face was suffused with menace, as if he would resort to violence at the slightest provocation.Justin smiled coldly. He went over, picked up a half-empty bottle of wine, and slowly poured some into a glass, savoring it."Take it easy, Master Grant. Have you forgotten to settle the bill?"Before Grant could respond, Grace piped up angrily, "What do you mean, Justin? The waiter just said our drinks were on the house and we could leave. Don't you find it disgusting to insist on payment?"The savvy waiter immediately came over to explain, "My apologies, miss