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
Daniel's expression twisted with revulsion as he watched the overweight man voraciously devouring the food on his plates. The sight made him queasy, as if he might vomit at any moment. His eyes darted around, desperately seeking a reprieve from the repulsive scene. One of his henchmen spoke up, breaking the uneasy silence. "Boss, should we investigate further?""No need," Daniel replied, his voice filled with disdain. "That gluttonous pig won't be inclined to share his meal with anyone, judging by the way he's eating."With a decisive gesture from Daniel, the group began to make their exit from the private room, leaving behind the nauseating display. The door slammed shut behind them, sealing off the revolting sight.Jayson reveled in his true form, a mischievous grin spreading across his face as he savoured his meal with great delight. Content with his indulgence, he transformed back into his corpulent human form and confidently exited the private room.Strolling along the corridors,
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