The prison guard clenched his teeth, frustration etched across his face. He eagerly anticipated the arrival of daybreak when he could finally switch duty posts and escape the current predicament. "Fine! I'll take you to the bathing area," the guard reluctantly agreed, his tone filled with gloom."And make sure you bring me clean clothes. The ones I'm wearing are already filthy," Jayson asserted with a serious expression.The guard's face contorted, his voice turning bitter. "You're pushing your luck, trash! Where am I supposed to find suitable attire for you?"Jayson shrugged indifferently, his response laced with nonchalance. "If you can't provide for the basic needs of prisoners, maybe you shouldn't be imprisoning people in the first place."With that, he turned his back and made his way to the prison mattress, where he lay down. The guard seethed with anger, but he begrudgingly opened the cell and retrieved the plates.*****At Dante Mansion.A sleek car came to a stop, and Elena
Mrs. Wilson stared at Elena in disbelief, her eyes wide like she had just seen a ghost. Shaking off her initial shock, she responded sharply, "What on earth do you mean, Elena? After everything Jayson put you through, why would you suddenly want him back? He's the reason you were kidnapped!""Mom, are you going to bring him back?" Elena asked, her voice surprisingly calm."Elena, you need to listen to me. If we bring Jayson back now, he'll never change. In fact, he'll probably get worse," Lucy interjected, her voice filled with frustration.Feeling overwhelmed, Elena turned away and retreated into her room, locking the door behind her. Inside, she tried to collect her thoughts, and outside, Lucy and Mrs. Wilson exchanged concerned glances."Mom, what's going on with Elena?" Lucy asked, her brow furrowed in confusion.Mrs. Wilson sighed, her brows furrowing in worry. She hadn't anticipated things taking such a sudden turn, especially with Mr. Dante's bouquet being involved.Before she
Jayson found himself utterly perplexed by the situation. Just a few days ago, Elena had been so insistent on getting rid of him that she hadn't even allowed him to return home before Butler John whisked him away. Now, as Elena broke their embrace, her face was a torrent of tears and emotions. Jayson couldn't help but sneer, unable to believe her display. "Elena, enough with the act. Your fake tears won't fool me."Elena's eyes widened in shock, desperate to explain herself, but Jayson had already turned his back on her, striding away from the living room without a second glance. "Goodnight, Grandma," Elena managed to say to Old Mrs. Wilson before chasing after Jayson.In the parking lot, Jayson stood silently, leaning against Elena's car. Taking a deep breath, she mustered the courage to approach him step by step. "I..." she began, her voice trailing off, but Jayson swiftly interrupted her. "I don't want to hear whatever you have to say, Elena. I'm not interested. Just take me home."
Jayson composed himself and walked over to the wardrobe to choose a fresh suit for his outing. Elena watched him with concern, nibbling on her lower lip before cautiously speaking up, "Jayson, are you upset?"Jayson turned around, his expression icy, and retorted sharply, "Yes, Elena. I am angry. I am extremely furious. Your lack of respect for my privacy, your overbearing and possessive behaviour, it's all unreasonable. If you believe that acting this way will make you appear adorable or a devoted, jealous wife, then you need to realize how unhealthy it is for everyone involved."Elena was taken aback by Jayson's words. She pressed her lips together tightly, unsure of how to respond. As Jayson collected his suits and headed towards the dressing room, he changed without a word before emerging once more."Where are you off to?" Elena asked, her curiosity piqued.Jayson, in a huff, grabbed his phone from the bed and abruptly left the room, slamming the door behind him. He was on his way
Jayson's tongue clicked in shock as he overheard the couple's conversation. He wracked his brain, trying to recall any memories of the Saint family, but nothing tangible came to mind. He only knew them as one of the top-tier families in Jade City and nothing more.His phone interrupted his thoughts, ringing insistently. Jayson swiftly retrieved it from his pocket, glancing at the screen. Seeing that it was Mr. Sun calling, he answered without hesitation. "Boss, I've already reserved the private room. Are you still planning to come?" came Mr. Sun's voice from the other end of the line."I'm stuck in traffic, but I'll be there as soon as possible," Jayson assured him before ending the call. He then turned to the taxi driver and inquired, "How much do I owe you?"The taxi driver let out a rueful sigh and shook his head as he replied, "Sir, you were only supposed to pay fifty dollars to reach your destination, but we haven't even covered two kilometers yet.""Here," Jayson said, slipping
Jayson's heart raced as he turned to face the woman beside him. Her beauty was captivating, but it also filled him with an unsettling sense of unease. Being in such close proximity to her made him feel vulnerable and powerless. She exuded an enchanting allure that was hard to resist."I... I am married," Jayson stammered, his nerves evident in his voice.Ella turned toward him, her enchanting gaze fixed on his face. With a gentle touch, she raised his chin using her thumb, revealing her captivating red lips. Her response made Jayson's heart skip a beat."I couldn't care less whether you're married or not," she declared, her voice laced with a hint of mischief. "If I desire you, you will be mine. Do you understand?"Jayson's first instinct was to shake his head in disagreement, but he quickly remembered his agreement with the Old Taoist Fairy. He nodded silently, and to his surprise, Ella burst into laughter.Her laughter filled the car, causing Jayson's skin to tingle with anticipatio
Jayson, with a displeased expression, responded, "Take me to the taxi section," and began walking in that direction.Caleb was taken aback; he had anticipated Jayson's resistance and had intended to humiliate and belittle him. He never expected Jayson to agree so readily. Confusion clouded Caleb's face as he watched Jayson walk away, and then anger replaced it as he clenched his teeth and made a vow to himself: "This isn't over, you trash. I won't forgive you for ruining my music career."Ever since Jayson had posted a scathing review of Caleb's album online, his contract with the new record label had been terminated, and no other label was willing to sign him. A glimmer of determination flashed in Caleb's eyes, but reluctantly, he tore his gaze away from Jayson's retreating figure and moved on."I'd like a taxi that costs 5 million dollars, not a bus," Jayson said, forcing a smile. He worried that the sales representative might show him a subpar car in the showroom, and he didn't wan
Jayson didn't take her threat seriously; people like Chloe were just nuisances who lacked proper manners. A simple gesture would be enough to make them scatter in a panic.Confidently, he entered the bank, clutching the briefcase tightly. The bank counter was occupied by a queue, and Jayson stood behind a young man, patiently waiting for his turn.As Jayson's turn approached, a tall, chubby man with a hefty chain around his neck abruptly approached the counter, speaking in a loud, gruff voice. "Julie, deposit this cash into my account," the man demanded arrogantly, barely acknowledging Jayson's presence.A dark cloud crossed Jayson's face, and he spoke icily, "Excuse me, sir, but you should join the queue like everyone else. You can't simply cut in with your ugly fat face and expect to be served ahead of customers like me who have been waiting patiently."The man with a chain draped around his neck turned to Jayson, his expression heavy with gloom. He was on the verge of erupting with
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