Jayson stood before the gateman who stared intently at his face. The longer the gateman looked, the more he felt a sense of familiarity towards Jayson. Suddenly, his face twitched, and he exclaimed in shock, "Jayson!" Jayson grinned and chuckled, "Hehe!" before affirming, "Flesh and blood." The gateman's face flushed with a mix of embarrassment and anger. He couldn't believe he had stooped so low as to bow to Jayson, who was widely regarded as the trash of the Wilson family. The taste in his mouth was akin to having consumed something thoroughly distasteful. Jayson savored the gateman's amusing facial expressions for a moment before pivoting on his heel and strutting towards the imposing Wilson estate. As Jayson entered the Wilson family mansion, the butler, Kelvin, hurriedly approached him with an excited expression and quick footsteps. "Welcome, young master!" he exclaimed. Jayson was taken aback, realizing that Kelvin didn't recognize him. He ordered the butler in a cold tone,
Elena's face contorted with a mix of shock and rage as she saw Jayson lying on her bed and hurling insults at her. She wondered if he had consumed a dragon's heart, as his behaviour was so out of character. With each passing moment, her anger intensified, and she found herself quivering with fury. Suddenly, the silence was shattered by the sound of Jayson's phone ringing. He reached out to grab the Android device, feeling a twinge of disappointment that he had to replace his trusty old phone. Answering the call, he heard Mr. Son's voice on the other end. "Hello, Mr. Jayson, I've considered your proposal. If it's alright with you, could we meet tonight?" After a moment's thought, Jayson concluded that he had nothing better to do, and Elena had already disrupted his sleep. "Sure, just send me the address, and I'll meet you there," he replied before ending the call. Jayson attempted to leave the room, but Elena intercepted him by blocking the door with her body. Her eyes were bloodsho
Jayson was in disbelief as he listened to the leader of the adulterous hyenas instructing him to kneel. It felt like a dream to him and he couldn't believe what he was hearing. However, he didn't falter and stood tall, straightening his posture like an emperor's sword. Mrs. Wilson was filled with fury and shook with anger, as she watched the scene unfold. She had expected Jayson to immediately fall to his knees and plead for mercy when she gave the order, but to her surprise, he remained standing. "Are you deaf? Trash! I ordered you to kneel, and you are still standing?" Mrs. Wilson grumbled in annoyance, Jayson remaining standing without saying a word. The servants in the main hall erupted in anger, shouting "Audacious!" and "Preposterous!" as they glared at Jayson. They had anticipated that he would immediately drop to his knees, but to their surprise, he remained standing. Their disbelief was palpable. The thrash of a son-in-law wants to rebel; their eyes reddened in fury. How c
Jayson was in a state of panic as he realized he was losing control of his body. Elena blinked and lowered her face to kiss him, but he suddenly had an idea and sneezed. "Jayson!" Elena shrieked, jumping off him in fear. Jayson looked over at Elena, who was trembling with anger, her face turning dark. Realizing his mistake, Jayson scratched his head and apologized, "I'm sorry, I'm allergic to the perfume you're wearing. Could you please take a quick shower before we continue?" Elena's anger dissipated, and she smiled understandingly. "Of course, I'll go wash up," she said, heading towards the bathroom. Jayson breathed a sigh of relief and watched as Elena disappeared into the bathroom. Once she was gone, he tiptoed over and quietly locked the door. He then returned to bed and quickly fell asleep, feeling relieved. Jayson woke up the next morning and stretched his arms before getting out of bed. As he walked towards the bathroom, he noticed Elena leaning against the wall. She app
The Wilson family's ancestral mansion was abuzz with activity as cars streamed in one after the other. Inside the grand banquet hall at the heart of the mansion, people laughed and chattered, revelling in the joyous occasion. Seated at the podium in the banquet hall was the matriarch of the Wilson family, flanked by three servants who piled up the gifts presented to her. Elena's mother, Bridget, led her family to the podium to present their gifts. As the Wilson family matriarch scanned the room, her brows furrowed in disappointment upon realizing that Jayson was absent. "Where is that man?" she asked, her tone cold and a glint of anger flashing in her eyes. Bridget felt a wave of anxiety wash over her as she realized that they wouldn't have come forward to present their gifts if they had known of Jayson's absence. However, they had been called up to the podium to join the other family members in wishing the old Wilson a happy birthday. "Elena, is Jayson on his way?" asked her Mothe
Jayson didn't feel like arguing with Daniel, so he devoured all the food on the table. When he looked up and saw Daniel's expression, he burst out laughing and called out his name. However, Daniel's face turned ashen, and he scowled at Jayson while speaking in a cold tone, "Jayson, can't you see that everyone is staring at you? Don't you feel any shame?"Jayson glanced around and realized that many people were indeed looking at him. Nevertheless, he just shrugged and replied, "So what?"Daniel chuckled sarcastically and repeated, "Don't you feel any shame, Jayson?"Jayson shook his head and retorted, "I have nothing to be ashamed of. You already said that I'm not in the same class as you guys, so why should I feel ashamed?"Daniel's face darkened, and he couldn't figure out why he couldn't outsmart Jayson with his words. Jayson then announced that he was leaving and stood up from his seat.Jayson didn't care about what people might say as he made his way towards the exit of the bouque
As Jayson feigned sleep, he was jolted awake by a loud banging at his door. Despite expecting a knock, he was surprised by the force of the impact. He couldn't help but smirk at the odd behaviour of the Wilson family members. "Jayson, open up right now!" Lucy's voice demanded from the other side of the door. Jayson rolled his eyes and muttered under his breath, "You've got to be kidding me." Lucy continued to make noise outside his door, but Jayson steadfastly refused to let her in. Eventually, Lucy gave up and returned to the sitting room where the rest of the family was waiting for her. Bridget looked behind Lucy with an expectant expression, but her pupils shrank when she didn't see Jayson coming from behind. "Where is he?" she asked. "Mom, he refused to open the door," Lucy replied with anger evident in her tone. Turning to her son Daniel, Bridget spoke coldly, "Go get Butler Mark to fetch the spare keys.""I'll do it, Mommy," Daniel replied excitedly, eager to see Jayson g
Jayson descended the staircase, only to be met with a series of cold, angry stares. He scanned the room, taking in the hostile faces, but he knew better than to engage with these individuals. In the past, they would have wasted no time in overpowering him and bringing him down to his knees, but now they were hesitant, all because of their fear of Jao."Jayson, get down on your knees," Bridget ordered when Jayson wanted to walk towards the door.Jayson turned his head towards her and gave her a sceptical look before responding, "Why should I get down on my knees for you?" The room fell silent as Bridget's eyes turned red and the mountain on her chest heaved with anger. Butler Mark was taken aback by Jayson's response but couldn't help but chuckle in amusement at the thought of Jayson trying to speed up his own demise.Lucy's fury erupted as she glared at Jayson with a murderous intensity, challenging him with the words, "How dare you?"Jayson expressed his response to Lucy by rolling
Old Anderson, the patriarch of the Saint family, was the first to step forward, accompanied by his son, both renowned pillars of Jade City's pugilistic world. They were joined by nearly a hundred cultivators from various families, forming a formidable ring around Jayson.Despite the presence of the Wilson family guardians, Jayson found satisfaction in knowing that none of the aristocratic families' businesses had been spared. "Trashy Jay, there's nowhere for you to run. Surrender to us and spare yourself a slow and painful death," Julius taunted with a smirk. This day had been long awaited since Jayson had thwarted his chance to ascend the immortal world and had taken Ella from him, Jayson became his heart demon and the person he wanted to kill in the world the most."I'll remember you; your death will come first," Jayson replied, his smile unwavering. Julius was taken aback as he gazed at Jayson, who remained remarkably composed despite the fact that all the influential figures of J
Standing at the top of the office building, Jayson sneered, "Is it time for the other families?" before vanishing from sight.Throughout that fateful night, the entirety of the Wilson family's business empire went up in flames, with warehouses and factories alike reduced to ashes.The news of this catastrophic event dominated headlines, seizing the front pages of newspapers and flooding the airwaves, as live updates of the widespread devastation were broadcast on television.Observing the news coverage, Mrs. Wilson felt no sympathy for her estranged relatives. They had long ago cast her and her family aside when they divided the family's wealth among themselves."Mom, this is terrible; all our family's businesses are gone," Elena remarked, her face drained of colour.Seething with anger, Mrs. Wilson retorted, "What do you mean 'our family business'? The Wilson family's enterprises have nothing to do with us after they divided the family assets and refused to share even a fraction with
Jayson observed with anticipation as the lawyer revealed the outcome of the DNA test. "Based on the evidence presented, it is clear that Gabby Willow is not the biological father of Peter."A slight twitch at the corner of Jayson's lips betrayed his lack of surprise at the revelation. He had suspected that Elena might manipulate the DNA test, knowing all too well the lengths to which she would go to deny Gabby Willow any claim to fatherhood."Nonsense! I refuse to believe it! Peter is my son, and this DNA result is a sham! I won't accept it!" Gabby Willow's voice thundered through the courtroom, his rage palpable."Silence!" the judge commanded as Gabby Willow struggled to contain his fury, wanting to lunge forward but held back by others in the room. The judge proceeded to deliver the final verdict.As the court proceedings came to a close, a look of shock and disbelief washed over Gabby Willow's face. It felt as if he were trapped in a nightmare from which he desperately wished to a
Old Wade stood to the side as Gilbert tried to contact other family members and grandchildren. Unfortunately, they were all magically unreachable or had their phones turned off."Old man, it seems I've wasted enough time on you two; I should be getting rid of you now," the gang boss said, pointing his gun at Old Wade and edging his finger toward the trigger."I'll give you 1% of my shares in the company," Old Wade suddenly offered.The gang boss's expression soured as he scoffed, "1%? Do you think I'm a fool?""3%," Old Wade blurted out in a flustered manner, his fear of death evident."Not bad, old man; you're good at handling a crisis," the gang boss remarked before standing up and leaving the father and son locked in the room.Looking at his father, Gilbert said unhappily, "Dad, you shouldn't have given him 3% of the company shares. Now we're left with only 15%, and our monthly dividends will decrease by 3%."Old Wade let out a disdainful huff and snorted. "Why should I continue to
Facing the menacing presence of a notorious killer, the father and son stood frozen, unable to muster the courage to lie. With a tense expression, Old Wade locked eyes with Gilbert before reluctantly admitting, "We intended to purchase the property, but the asking price is simply too steep. Our purpose in coming here was to negotiate a more reasonable sum."The gang boss regarded the duo with a smirk before scoffing, "The Wade family holds an 18% stake in one of the largest group globally, not to mention the wealthiest company in the country. Even for a shareholder with such substantial holdings, fifty million dollars shouldn't pose a significant obstacle, right?"Old Wade's eyes widened in disbelief, while Gilbert's complexion grew noticeably ashen. Old Wade responded with a hint of dissatisfaction, "We were under the impression that you were prepared to offer the property to us for thirty million dollars. Why the sudden increase to fifty million?"The gang boss lounged back in his c
As Gilbert drove them to the meeting location provided by the buyer, Old Wade couldn't contain his frustration. "Who does he think he is, making such an unreasonable demand? When we get there, I'll give him a piece of my mind. What a thief," he grumbled."Dad, please try to stay calm. We don't know who we're dealing with here," Gilbert urged, worried that his father might escalate the situation. They had an ongoing court case with the Wilson family that required a cash settlement, and their company's monthly dividends wouldn't be enough to cover additional troubles."Why are you so afraid? Sometimes I wonder if I'm even your father. When I was your age, I wasn't afraid of trouble; trouble was afraid of me," Old Wade scolded Gilbert relentlessly.Gilbert remained silent and declined to offer any further comments. Instead, he focused all his attention on driving while his father continued to criticize him as they made their way. Upon arrival, Gilbert hastily parked the car in a nearby s
After Jayson left the court, he headed over to Wade's side to check on their progress. When he caught up with the father-and-son duo, they had already been to more than twenty housing agents in the city, all of whom had refused to entertain their request for a house.Old Wade was seething with anger, clenching his teeth in frustration. "All we asked for was refunds for damaged houses, and they've all ganged up against us. Do they think the Wades are easily pushed around?"Gilbert focused on driving, letting out a rueful sigh before turning to his father and asking, "Dad, what should we do now?"Old Wade gritted his teeth and replied, "I don't believe that none of them will sell us a house. We'll keep searching tomorrow. Stop by a place to eat; I'm famished."Gilbert pulled over at an eatery, and they grabbed a quick bite. Once they were finished, they drove to the nearest hotel and booked rooms for the night.The following day, they rose early, had breakfast, and set out to find a hou
After fleeing, Old Wade hailed a taxi and returned to where Gilbert awaited him. Old Wade's expression darkened upon seeing his son. He hadn't anticipated Gilbert's disloyalty in fleeing at the first sign of danger."Gilbert!" Old Wade bellowed, drawing the attention of the lunchtime crowd in the eatery. Gilbert hung his head low as Old Wade stormed over to his table, pointing an accusatory finger."I regret the day you were born. How could you abandon me in a time of need?" Old Wade scolded.Gilbert lifted his gaze. "Dad, I tried to warn you, but you wouldn't listen," he replied.Old Wade made no effort to lower his voice; his outburst disrupted the peaceful atmosphere of the eatery, causing discomfort to the diners. A security guard approached them, saying, "Excuse me, sir, please lower your voice. You're disturbing our patrons with the noise."Old Wade turned to the security guard and bellowed, "Do you have any idea who I am? I'm Wade, a shareholder in the Wade group. How dare a me
Old Wade's eyes snapped open, and he immediately berated Gilbert, "Why didn't you catch me before I fell? I've broken my waist."Beads of sweat formed on Gilbert's brow as he scrambled to apologize, "I am deeply sorry, Father. I promise never to fail to catch you again. I won't make such a mistake in the future."Old Wade fixed Gilbert with a steely glare and retorted angrily, "What do you mean, 'next time'? Do you think I enjoy fainting? Don't let this happen again. Find new agent. We can't afford to spend the night out in the open."Gilbert wiped the sweat from his forehead and promised, "Dad, I will contact a new agent."Old Wade huffed in frustration and fell silent. After Gilbert arranged for another agent, they purchased a new house. However, just as they were about to move in, the house collapsed."What's happening?" Old Wade's eyes widened in shock as disbelief etched across his face.If it had happened once, it could have been a mistake, but twice couldn't be attributed to a