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
Jayson fled frantically, his heels almost touching the back of his head as he ran faster. He gasped for air, his heart pounding in his chest. He darted through the trees, glancing back to see if the python was still pursuing him. To his relief, he saw that it wasn't.As he caught his breath, Jayson took stock of his torn jeans, wincing at the damage. Once he felt more composed, he began to walk forward, only to come face to face with an elephant."What the fu-ck!" He muttered an exclamation under his breath and quickly ran away once more.Jayson tumbled and rolled across the field, his clothes torn and tattered when he finally came to a stop. As he sat up, he noticed a warning sign nearby that read "Danger." He got up, glanced around, and wandered aimlessly in the forest for three hours before finally finding his way out.Standing on the paved road, Jayson waited for a passing car to give him a ride. He looked down at Emperor Xia's ring, which he held in his hand, and whispered to him
Upon witnessing the gateman's reaction, Jayson was left utterly speechless. He couldn't help but think that every inhabitant of the Wilson mansion was a peculiar character. Shaking his head in disbelief, he made his way into the mansion. However, his confusion only grew as he laid eyes on all his luggage scattered haphazardly outside the house. Jayson furrowed his brows, trying to make sense of the situation. Jayson was greeted by Jao as he stepped out of the house. "Welcome back, Boss," Jao said.Jayson asked, "What's going on?"Jao replied with a strange expression, "Your wife threw your bags out of the house and wants a divorce." Jayson was taken aback. Divorcing Elena without her consent would be difficult, especially given the Wilsons' influence, which he couldn't match with his limited resources. Suddenly, a crowd emerged from the house, surprising Jayson.Mrs. Wilson turned to the gateman and asked, "You said you saw a madman trying to enter the mansion?"The gateman nodded
Elena's response left Jayson speechless. He couldn't believe that the Wilson family had resorted to such childish scheming. Did they really expect him to beg? It seemed like they were living in a dream world. As Jayson didn't respond, Elena turned to her mother Bridget for support. Mrs. Wilson's face was twisted with anger, and she spoke with force, as if she were about to unleash something truly filthy. "Jayson, she's telling the truth. The divorce papers are fake." Jayson's lips curled up into a satisfied grin as he relished the looks on their faces, particularly those of the enraged servants who had once held power over him. The sense of satisfaction he felt from seeing those who had once trampled on him now unable to do anything to him was immense. He chuckled and spoke, "I suppose I will have to continue being your husband, albeit reluctantly, since you have shown some sincerity." As the crowd heard his words, their expressions turned even more furious, as if they wished to dev
Butler Mark remained motionless, fixed in his spot, his eyes locked with Jayson's in a fierce, predatory glare that seemed to promise devouring him whole. Elena's brow furrowed as she glanced up from her meal, taken aback by Butler Mark's unyielding stance. "Mark, what are you waiting for?" she asked, her displeasure evident in her tone. Grumbling under his breath and cursing Jayson repeatedly in his thoughts, Butler Mark begrudgingly left to fetch the yogurt he had been asked for. Leaning closer to Jayson, Elena's voice softened with affection, resembling that of a devoted spouse. "Are you enjoying your meal, dear?" Jayson winced, but he managed to muster a forced smile and replied, "Of course I am." Mrs. Wilson looked up from her own plate and let out a chuckle. "Elena, since you two are openly displaying your affection, why not work hard and make babies?" Elena's gaze dropped, her cheeks flushing with bashfulness. Jayson rolled his eyes, silently cursing the entire family und