Elena's words reverberated through the Wilson family's living room like an explosive detonation, leaving a deafening silence in their wake. Lucy and Mrs. Wilson were stunned, their mouths agape as if they could swallow eight eggs whole.
"I'm sorry, what did you just say?" Mrs. Wilson asked incredulously, wondering if she had misheard.
Elena shook her head, her meek and submissive husband now transformed into someone unrecognizable.
"I'll make sure that thrash learns a lesson for insulting our family," Lucy declared, grabbing her purse and storming out of the room in a fit of rage.
"Lucy, wait!" Elena called out, trying to stop her sister, but it was too late; Lucy had already vanished through the door.
Mrs. Wilson was displeased, but she didn't intervene; secretly, she supported Lucy's resolve.
"I don't think you should stop Lucy," Mrs. Wilson advised Elena when she saw her reaching for her phone. "That thrash husband of yours has suddenly grown wings overnight, and we need to put a stop to it."Elena hesitated, looking nervous. "What should we do? Grandmother's birthday is this weekend, and if Jayson doesn't come with us, Gabby will realize that we're not together again," she said, her face deeply creased with worry.
Mrs. Wilson fell silent, recognizing the magnitude of the problem. How could they convince Jayson to accept Elena's unborn child? As she pondered a solution, she asked, "Aren't you still his wife? You two are legally married and yet to be divorced, so there's no need to worry. And regarding your unborn child, haven't you been sleeping in the same room?"
Elena felt her cheeks flush with embarrassment as she spoke hesitantly to her mother. "Mom, Jayson and I have been sharing a room for the past three years, but he sleeps on the floor and I sleep on the bed. He has never once laid a finger on me."Mrs. Wilson's face lit up with excitement as she clapped her hands together. "Good for you, my dear! That worthless excuse for a husband should stay at least 200 kilometers away from you."
Elena was taken aback by her mother's reaction, leaving her at a loss for words. Mrs. Wilson quickly fell silent upon seeing her daughter's expression. Elena's mind raced as she tried to figure out how to make Jayson believe he was the father of her unborn child.
"Elena, we need to do everything we can to get Jayson to come back home. We can't afford to lose Gabby's support if we want to secure the upcoming $500 million project," Mrs. Wilson said, her voice filled with concern.
Elena nodded in agreement. "I'll do my best, Mom."
*****
Jayson lay leisurely on the poolside, appearing calm on the outside, but his heart raced with terror. Tonight, he would face Mayhem Hayden in the underground boxing ring."I can last five minutes with him," Jayson muttered to himself in an attempt to boost his confidence.
Suddenly, he heard someone call out, "Trashy Jay!"
Jayson lazily opened his eyes and saw Lucy approaching him like a tigress stalking her prey. But he chose to ignore her completely, shutting his eyes again.
Lucy stood before him, trembling with fury. How dare this thrashy being ignore her? She clenched her fists, digging her fingernails into her palms in frustration. This was unacceptable, unbelievable.
Through gritted teeth, she venomously spat out his name, "Jayson."
Jayson's attempt at relaxation was disrupted by her persistent disturbance, causing him to open his eyes in annoyance and curse. "Ugly wretch, why are you calling my name? I hate ugly people calling it scram before I have nightmares tonight."Lucy's face turned red with anger as she was scolded by a trash. Her hands trembled as she fought to control her emotions.Jayson gave her a sideways glance and snapped, "What are you still doing here? Do you honestly think anyone wants to look at your hideous face? Scram!"
Lucy couldn't take it any longer. She screamed and charged at Jayson like a wild animal.
But Jayson was quick on his feet and easily dodged her attack. As Lucy stumbled forward, she tripped over the lounge chair where Jayson had been sitting and fell to the ground.
Jayson expressed his disgust with a look of disdain as he said, "Did this ugly woman just try to hug me? damn! I must have committed an intolerable sin in my past life to suffer such injustice."
Lucy overheard every word that Jayson uttered, but it made her feel sick to her stomach. Her anger boiled over and she vomited blood.Jayson quickly left the area, as if he was avoiding something unclean. He instructed the receptionist not to disclose his room number and disappeared into his own room.He rested on the bed, feeling calm, until the sky outside grew darker and he began to feel overwhelmed with pressure.In a rush, he got dressed and slipped out of the hotel, spotting the Wilson family members lingering nearby. "What a family of lunatics!" he muttered under his breath, flagging down a taxi and jumping inside.
Exiting the taxi, he made his way to the subterranean boxing arena. The boisterous applause that evening was twice as thunderous as the prior occasion he had attended.
Jayson surprised the registrar's booth by showing up. The man in charge was taken aback but still acknowledged him. "Kid, you came?" he asked incredulously.
Jayson nodded firmly and replied, "Of course."
The man gave him a thumbs up, impressed by Jayson's decision to die young. "Come with me; your fight is up next," he announced, leading the way.
However, Jayson suddenly hesitated and grew hesitant. The man looked back and reminded him, "You have to wear a custom." But when he turned back, he saw that Jayson wasn't following him anymore.
As he gazed down at Jayson's legs, he noticed they were shaking. The corners of his mouth twitched as he posed the question, "Are you absolutely certain you want to go through with this, kid?"
Jayson shot back, "Nonsense, I'm more than willing," and pushed forward.He was escorted to the changing room and, once dressed, instructed to make his way to the stage. "Tonight is the night that we are all waiting for—the match against our champion, Hayden!"The crowd was filled with excitement and energy as they erupted into cheers.The announcer's voice boomed through the arena, "And now, in the ring, we have a man from the future facing off against the undefeated champion of the underground boxing ring, the one and only Hayden!"Suddenly, a massive man with a body like a chimpanzee and towering over everyone else appeared and made his way to the ring. Jayson felt his heart rate quicken and his legs go weak as he watched in awe. He couldn't help but wonder, with Hayden's impressive physique, was he even still human?
Jayson's legs trembled with anticipation as Hayden charged towards him, eliciting a deafening roar from the crowd. Jayson's heart raced with excitement as Hayden climbed into the ring, flexing his muscles and causing Jayson to gulp nervously. The announcer, a portly man holding a microphone, grinned as he addressed the spectators. "Ladies and gentlemen, tonight's match promises to be an epic showdown between our reigning champion and a promising newcomer." As Jayson scanned the arena, his heart sank when he realized that there was no referee present. He shuddered with apprehension as the announcer exited the ring, leaving the two of them to face each other alone. Jayson's heart raced with terror at the sound of a bell ringing. When he met Hayden's intense gaze, his legs gave out, causing him to shudder. The crowd erupted in laughter, filling the ring with their boisterous voices. Chants of "Kill him!" echoed around him, causing Jayson to feel like he was losing his spirit. Internal
Jayson felt his heart sink as he surveyed his surroundings. He had not expected Daniel to resort to such underhanded tactics. He knew that resisting would only lead to trouble, and so he decided to play it safe. Putting on a fake smile, Jayson addressed Daniel, "Brother-in-law, was it really necessary to be so aggressive? I was just kidding around, haha!" Daniel's expression turned sour. He had no patience for someone like Jayson. "Well, what are you waiting for? Get in the van and let's go," he said dismissively. Feeling a bit embarrassed, Jayson nodded and said, "Actually, I have a gift for my wife that I left inside. Let me just grab it quickly and then I'll join you." Daniel's face darkened even further. He was annoyed every time Jayson referred to his sister as his wife. "Hurry up and get it," he snapped, waving his hand impatiently. Jayson chuckled nervously and scurried back into the hotel, while Daniel waited impatiently, glancing at his watch from time to time. "He's tak
Daniel and his gang erupted in boisterous laughter, causing tears to stream down their faces. Amidst the laughter, Daniel clutched his stomach and threw some cash at Jao, taunting him, "Pick up the money and scram. You must be starving after not eating for three weeks."Jayson shook his head disapprovingly and muttered, "Daniel, you're such a fool." He couldn't be bothered to engage with Daniel and his band of troublemakers. As he approached the taxi, Daniel suddenly stopped laughing and glared at him, bellowing, "How dare you!""Daniel, you're being too loud," Jayson scolded.Daniel scowled and ordered his cronies to "get them." His three henchmen flexed their muscles and advanced menacingly.Daniel's lackeys wore smug grins as one of them approached Jao, while two others headed towards Jayson. They clearly underestimated Jao, not taking him seriously.Jayson casually leaned on the car and gestured towards Daniel, instructing Jao, "I'll take care of this blockhead. You handle the oth
The sales representative eagerly escorted Jayson through the various outlets, but to her dismay, he showed no interest in any of the clothing she presented to him, no matter how persuasively she presented them. "Sir, this exquisite piece was designed by a renowned Italian designer and would complement your style," she offered, only to receive yet another shake of the head from Jayson. "Perhaps this summer trend will catch your eye? It is quite expensive but worth the investment," she suggested, but again, Jayson wasn't swayed. After an hour of fruitless persuasion, the sales rep was becoming increasingly frustrated. Her hopes of earning a bonus from this sale were quickly fading. "Sir, may I ask what you're looking for?" she inquired, her expression darkening. Despite her professional demeanour, she couldn't help but curse Jayson's third-generation under her breath. "How do you expect someone like me, a millionaire, to wear such shabby outfits? Please show me something better," Ja
Jayson was deep in thought in his hotel room, his mind focused on where to invest his money. He had set aside the issue with the Wilson family for the time being. Suddenly, a news story about a factory sale caught his attention. He quickly pulled out his phone and began to research the company. As he delved deeper into his memories, Jayson's eyes began to glow with excitement. He remembered that the factory had once produced a popular juice that had become a household item. The owner had sold the factory and, within a year, the juice product had taken off, propelling the factory to become a multi-national company. With this information in mind, Jayson closed his eyes and pondered for a moment, before his eyes lit up with inspiration. He had found the perfect investment opportunity. Jayson exclaimed with joy, "I am rich! I am rich!" and rolled around on the bed with a wide grin. Jao looked at him in disbelief. After a moment, Jayson stood up and called someone on his phone, his hand
Jayson strode into the private room and immediately noticed a nervous man waiting for him. The man seemed taken aback by Jayson's unexpected arrival, given that his factory had been struggling with losses and had been targeted by a government official."Mr. Wells, you're here!" the man exclaimed, clearly surprised."As I mentioned earlier, Mr. White, I am interested in purchasing your factory," Jayson replied calmly. "Please have a seat."Mr. White was taken aback by Jayson's knowledge of his name, but he relaxed his eyebrows and took a closer look at Jao, whom he had not noticed before."Is this your lawyer, Mr. Wells?" Mr. White asked suspiciously, noting that Jao did not appear to be a learned individual."No, he is not," Jayson replied. "But let's get down to business. How much are you willing to sell your factory for?"Mr. White hesitated before finally revealing, "The price is 10 million dollars."Without any hesitation, Jayson responded, "Alright, I will proceed with the transa
The Wilson family members were met with curious gazes, which made them feel embarrassed and then quickly enraged. Daniel's glare towards Jayson was filled with intense hatred, if looks could kill, Jayson would have died one hundred times. Jayson's regrettable tone broke the silence, "If you are not here to kneel, then I will return to my room; I am not free." He turned around, ready to leave. Elena couldn't bear to see him go and called out to him anxiously, "Wait!" Jayson turned around, pretending to be accommodating and replied, "Since you want me to wait, I will." Elena glanced at her family, who all wore expressions of reluctance. Even Mrs. Wilson, who had initially charged them on, appeared unwilling. With determination, Elena gritted her teeth and fell on her knees, causing gasps to fill the air. Mrs. Wilson's face turned ashen, and Lucy was too overcome to follow suit. "Get down on your knees," Mrs. Wilson ordered, clenching her jaws. Daniel glared at Jayson as he stood up
Upon hearing Jayson's words, the Wilson family was overwhelmed with joy, their eyes turning red with emotion. They eagerly anticipated the recovery of all that the young thief had taken from them.Mrs. Wilson beamed at Jayson and said, "We trust you, Jayson. You wouldn't deceive us."Jayson nodded in agreement and watched as the Wilson family walked away.Jayson returned to his hotel room lost in thought. He was determined to make a big impact after his second coming, but he felt like his progress was too slow. He decided that his first step should be to get the general manager who had made the juice factory successful in his former life on board with his plans. With his bodyguard Jao, Jayson hailed a taxi and headed to the company gate. As they stepped inside the building, they unexpectedly ran into one of Elena's friends. Jayson couldn't help but roll his eyes; he didn't care for any of Elena's friends, whom he viewed as narrow-minded witches. Trying to avoid her, he looked away,
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