Ava hurried out of the living room, as she thought about the money she had promised Dave. The faster she prepared the funds, the quicker she could get rid of him!Despite her deep disdain for him, Ava couldn't help but feel a twinge of anxiety at the thought of him changing his mind. She couldn't afford to let him slip through her fingers now, not when she was so close to getting him out of her life for good!Not long after Ava left, Greg and Joyce Smith, Ava's parents, arrived at the mansion. As they stepped into the living room, their eyes immediately locked on Dave, who was still lingering near the entrance. Their expressions darkened, and without a moment's hesitation, Greg spoke first, his voice dripping with contempt."Hey, what the hell are you doing here?" Greg sneered, his hands clenched into fists at his sides. "You're not welcome in this house. You never were!"Joyce, standing beside her husband, crossed her arms and glared at Dave with equal disdain. "He's such a gold
Ava’s eyes narrowed as she had overheard Dave having a smooth talk with her grandfather. She hated to admit it, but he had handled the situation well, deflecting her grandfather’s suggestion without causing any tension. Although she still looked down on him, Ava couldn’t help but mentally applaud his ability to navigate the conversation so deftly.However, she quickly pushed those thoughts aside as she focused on the task at hand. She had the money, but she couldn’t very well present the bank card to Dave in front of everyone—not with her grandfather and parents watching so closely. She needed to find a way to do this discreetly, but for now, she had to maintain the facade.Almost immediately, Gordon noticed her and his expression darkened slightly with displeasure. “Ava,” he said, his voice carrying a hint of reproach, “why haven’t you acknowledged and welcomed Dave properly? Come on, he’s your husband!”Gordon couldn't help but think Ava was being somewhat inconsiderate toward D
Dave watched her with an amused expression, his lips curling into a faint smile. He knew the truth behind that invitation, but he kept his silence, not wanting to expose her in front of her grandfather. Ava caught his eye and shot him a warning glare, silently daring him to say anything that might undermine her story.Gordon leaned in to examine the invitation, his face lighting up with approval. “Excellent work, Ava. This is exactly the kind of progress I was hoping for. Keep it up, and you’ll make us all proud.”Ava beamed, her confidence bolstered by her grandfather’s praise. For a moment, she felt a surge of triumph, as if everything was falling into place just as she had planned.But then Gordon looked at Dave.“Dave, I think it would be a good idea if you became Ava’s assistant. You could help her with her work, reduce her stress, and the two of you would have more opportunities to spend time together and understand each other better.”The suggestion hit Ava like a ton of br
As soon as Dave mentioned having his own money, Ava’s parents, Greg and Joyce Smith, exchanged sceptical glances. Greg shook his head, unable to believe Dave's audacity. How could a nobody like Dave have the guts to say he had money?! “Money, huh?” Greg scoffed, his voice thick with derision. “You expect us to believe that you’ve got your own money, but you’re still here, living off of our daughter?” Joyce folded her arms tightly across her chest, her eyes narrowing as she looked Dave up and down. “You see, we know your type. Just trying to get a free ride, aren’t you? Do you think you can mooch off our family and live comfortably without lifting a finger? Well, let me tell you, it’s not going to work!” Dave stood calmly, his face betraying no emotion despite the biting words being thrown at him. And before everyone knew it, Gordon, Ava’s grandfather, stepped forward, his presence commanding immediate attention. “Enough!” Gordon said firmly, his voice carrying
Meanwhile, Joyce who had been in the kitchen stepped into the living room and saw Dave still standing there. She folded her arms, glaring at him with a smirk. “You know, loser,” she began, her voice laced with disdain, “you’re like a toad lusting after a swan. Do you really think someone like you has any chance with someone like my daughter? It’s pathetic, really. You should just give up while you’re ahead.”Dave’s expression didn’t change, but there was a glint in his eyes as he listened to her words. Joyce continued, her voice growing colder. “My ideal son-in-law is someone like Jerry, Ava's friend. He’s successful, wealthy, and comes from a respectable family. He’s everything you’re not. So, do yourself a favour and stop this ridiculous charade! You’re out of your league!”Before Dave could respond, the sound of heavy footsteps echoed through the hallway. Greg, Ava’s father, entered the living room, his presence commanding immediate attention. He had come back into the livin
Joyce, still seething, quickly nodded in agreement. “We should call Gerald back home. He’ll know how to handle that arrogant bastard! He'll put him in his place.”Gerald was their son, and they knew what he was capable of!Greg wasted no time in reaching for his phone.Within minutes, he had made the call, and Gerald promised to return as soon as possible. It wasn’t long before the front door opened, and he stepped inside. He was a tall and athletic man in his late twenties.His parents wasted no time. They explained how Dave had manipulated and exploited her, siphoning off a staggering 1.2 million dollars!"Gerald, we need you to handle this," Greg said. "You’ve got to get that money back. That scoundrel needs to be taught a lesson!"Gerald cracked his knuckles and gave a reassuring nod. "Don't worry, Dad," he said, his tone laced with a sinister edge. "I'll make sure the bastard regrets ever messing with Ava."By now, it was almost lunchtime. The sun was at its peak, casting a
Inside the lavish Gallagher Hotel's 8-star suite, Ava jolted awake, widening her eyes in surprise. The soft glow of the opulent lighting in the hotel surrounded her. "Where...am I?" She muttered quietly, until she suddenly noticed a stoic figure beside her covered in a duvet. "What?" She jerked immediately, sitting up straight on the bed. Just then, the silky sheets slid off her body, revealing that she was inexplicably without clothes. Confusion and a tinge of panic crept into her mind as she urgently tried to discover the figure lying beside her. As she pulled off the duvet, a tuft of unruly hair peeked out from beneath the fluffy covers, revealing a man asleep. "My gosh! What the hell are you doing here, pervert?" Ava's eyes were flushed red with fury as she jumped up from the bed. Could it be that this jerk had just r*ped her? Without hesitation, she walked up to the young man's side and nudged him hard to wake him up. "How dare you, you bastard! You abused me? You crook!..
"Master, since you just arrived, I'm sure you'll need a place to stay. That's why I prepared the top mansion in Prestige Estate. Here is the access card. Please accept it," Carl said, bowing his head in respect while presenting the card. "Also, here is Bovsa's Platinum Card, with a credit limit of 500 million dollars. You can use it at any Fenson store and also at fuel stations owned by Kevton's Chamber." Dave smiled in appreciation. "That's very thoughtful of you," he said. "Master, I've also prepared a special world class restaurant, Feldman, not far from here where you could have a good breakfast before leaving for home," Carl informed. Dave looked at him a bit surprised. None of the nine leaders of The Great Empire had ever given him such a gift, so Dave felt it was good to reward Carl for his kind gesture. "Carl Mullen, what will you have me do for you?" Dave asked. Carl decided to take advantage of this opportunity with Dave. He had found out that Dave was the mys