As Jayson locked eyes with Chef Breed, there was a tense silence in the air. Chest puffed out, Chef Breed stared back defiantly, tauntingly asking, "Do you want to fight? Come on."Butler Mark's voice interrupted the standoff as he approached them. "Breed, did the plan work? Did the trash take the bait?" he questioned, his tone revealing his anticipation.Chef Breed sneered, "Of course, the fool took the bait. He's nothing but trash." He directed his anger towards Jayson, threateningly adding, "What are you smiling at? Want me to gouge out your eyes?"Jayson's grin widened, sending a chill down their spines. Chuckling lightly, he calmly retreated to his room, leaving them baffled and unsettled.After enjoying a refreshing bath, Jayson slipped into his newly purchased, exquisite suit and paired it with the matching shoes. Admiring his reflection in the mirror, he felt a deep sense of satisfaction. With a desire to leave his room, he suddenly found his lips curling up into a mischievous
The entire staff sprang to their feet, both male and female. Chef Breed's fury was palpable, his eyes turning an intense shade of red. He had been relishing in Jayson's suffering, only to have Jayson appear before him, mocking his very existence."What are you all waiting for? If anything goes missing in this mansion, do you think you can afford to replace it?" Mrs. Wilson bellowed at the top of her lungs.The servants, fueled by a surge of adrenaline, rushed into the mansion en masse. Their eyes burned with anger, and they silently swore to subject the one who had humiliated them to unimaginable torment.Jayson observed their fervour, a smirk forming on his lips. They resembled a formidable army, readying themselves for battle. Slipping a hand into his pocket, he turned on his heel, intending to make his way toward his car."Jayson, where do you think you're going?" Mrs. Wilson asked sternly, displeased by Jayson's actions. If Elena hadn't intervened, she wouldn't have allowed him to
Elena held her breath, her heart fluttering every time Jayson's foot tapped the marble floor. But her anticipation turned to surprise as Jayson abruptly veered off course and headed towards the buffet, piling his plate high with an excessive amount of food."Why is everyone looking at me? Go ahead, dance," Jayson said with a smile.Elena's expression turned icy, and she turned to Gabby, her voice laced with coldness. "It is my honour."Hand in hand, Elena and Gabby made their way to the dance floor, leaving Jayson behind. As Jayson surveyed the event hall, his gaze fell upon Daniel, who stood up, glaring at Jayson with a mixture of anger and resentment. In a fit of rage, Daniel stormed out of the event hall. Jayson simply shrugged it off, not taking Daniel's actions seriously.Returning his attention to the task at hand, Jayson focused on his meal. However, his concentration was interrupted by the ringing of his phone. Excusing himself from the noisy hall, Jayson walked over to a secl
"Grandma, I'll go and pick him up myself," Hay Wilson volunteered, eager to witness Jayson's punishment."Alright, go ahead," Old Wilson waved her hand, and Hay Wilson left the main mansion. He hopped into his car and drove towards the gate. As his car approached the gate, he spotted Jayson in the distance, strolling leisurely and observing his surroundings with admiration. Hay Wilson pressed down on the accelerator, speeding towards Jayson.Upon seeing the car hurtling towards him at an alarming speed, Jayson quickly veered off the road, waiting by the side with a somber expression. The screeching tires brought the car to a sudden halt, and Hay Wilson's grin turned into a hideous grimace as he popped his head out. "Trash, get in the car.""You're the chauffeur of a trash; well done, driver," Jayson retorted, his face filled with a mix of admiration and defiance.Hay Wilson clenched his teeth in fury, utterly taken aback by the failure of his attempt to humiliate Jayson. "Get in the c
Chef Breed stood tall, puffing out his chest and wearing a defiant expression. He taunted, "I did it. What are you going to do about it?"Jayson's face twisted into a sinister smile as he clenched his fists. Butler Mark interjected, "Trashy Jay, don't you dare think you're untouchable in this mansion. Your days are numbered. Just wait until Mistress Elena grows tired of your presence and kicks you out."Jayson's lips curled into a sneer as he retorted, "Before that day comes, all of you will have already been expelled from this mansion."With those words, Jayson turned on his heels and strode away. The cold evening wind brushed against his skin, leaving him with an icy sensation throughout his body.The servants watched Jayson's departure with disdain, not taking his words seriously."That worthless fool actually believes he holds some sort of status in this family," Chef Breed grumbled, clearly displeased with Jayson's audacity. "If it weren't for Mistress Elena keeping him as her pe
The Old Taoist Fairy rolled his eyes in irritation and said with a grin, "Kid, you can only possess such power by becoming a cultivator."Jayson pondered the Old Taoist Fairy's words for a moment before shaking his head. The fairy was frustrated, unable to comprehend why Jayson vehemently resisted the path of cultivation. "You're the first person I've encountered who despises the idea of gaining power and disregards a remarkable opportunity," the old fairy sighed, resigning himself to the situation.Jayson sneered in disdain. "What a fantastic opportunity you're presenting me with! You're simply pitting me against fellow cultivators. In this world, the wealthy contend with the wealthy, the poor face off against the poor, and cultivators fight other cultivators. I want none of that; I yearn for a life of luxury."The Old Taoist Fairy contemplated Jayson's words and nodded approvingly. Jayson had managed to convey a valid point despite his tendency to shy away from challenges."Brat," t
Mrs. Wilson's face registered shock as her mouth hung open, her eyes fixed on Chef Breed. She never expected a servant like him to slap her. Her mind reeled with disbelief and anger.Chef Breed stood tall, his chest puffed out, and looked at Mrs. Wilson with contempt. A cold smile played on his lips as he sneered, "Do you think I don't know who you really are? You're just a fake, pretending to be Madam. And now you think you can slap me and get away with it?"Hearing his words, Mrs. Wilson's anger erupted like a volcano. Her eyes burned with fury, and she let out a bitter laugh before fixing Chef Breed with a gaze filled with rage. "Breed, consider yourself fired. Get out of this mansion," she thundered, her voice trembling with anger.Chef Breed responded with disdain, "You're nothing but an imposter. Who are you to dismiss me? Grab her, we'll take her to Madam."The kitchen staff sprang into action, their movements filled with urgency and purpose. Mrs. Wilson stood frozen, her mind
With a rapid cascade of footsteps, Daniel descended the staircase, his countenance shadowed and menacing. He exuded an aura of fury, as though he were a predator poised to spill blood. "Daniel," Mrs. Wilson's voice rang out, desperately attempting to halt his departure, but her plea was met with nothing but the resounding slam of the door.Daniel selected a vehicle from the assortment in the garage, leapt inside, and swiftly departed from the opulent mansion's premises.Unaware of the commotion he had caused in Wilson's mansion, Jayson had decided to book a private room in a luxurious 5-star hotel to enjoy his meal. As he confidently strode into the hotel, his gaze unexpectedly fell upon Grey Wade, his uncle. Memories flooded back to Jayson of a time when his parents passed away, and his relatives abandoned him at the tender age of 3, leaving him in the care of a childless elderly couple who resided in downtown Jade City. If it hadn't been for his marriage to Elena, Jayson might neve