Jerry's blood continued to boil in indignation at the sight of Dave.
How could someone like Ava, his dream goddess, be married to a commoner? It was a humiliation he could hardly bear! In Jerry's mind, Dave was not just unworthy of Ava; he was unworthy of being his rival. The mere thought of competing with someone like Dave filled Jerry with disdain. He decided he needed to put Dave in his place and teach him a lesson about where he truly belonged! With confidence, Jerry faced Dave with his voice dripping with condescension. "Hey, Dave. Why don't you join me in the noble sports competition today? Let's see how much of a man you are." Dave looked at Jerry expressionless, "I'm not interested, Jerry," he replied casually. Jerry's eyes narrowed. He was not accustomed to being dismissed so easily. "What’s the matter, Dave? Afraid you can’t keep up? Afraid you'll embarrass yourself?" He leaned in closer, his voice lowering to a mocking whisper. "Or maybe you just know that you're not worthy to compete with someone like me." Ava and Hannah, who had been watching the exchange, exchanged incredulous glances, smiling. Hannah smirked and said loudly enough for the surrounding spectators to hear. "Oh, come on, Dave. Are you really going to back down? I guess it's true what they say about commoners—they never get the chance to play noble sports." A ripple of laughter and murmurs spread through the crowd. People began to gather, sensing an impending spectacle. The air was thick with anticipation and judgment. Dave, however, remained unflustered. In his mind, these competitions were nothing more than child's play! He had no interest in proving himself in such trivial matters. Jerry, sensing an opportunity to further humiliate Dave, turned to the crowd and announced, "Everyone, it seems Dave here is too afraid to compete. I guess he knows he can't measure up." The crowd's reaction was immediate. Mocking jeers and laughter echoed around them. Some of the club's members, who had previously looked down on Dave when he walked in, joined in the taunts. "He's just scared," one of them shouted. "He knows he'll lose face in public." Amidst the chorus of jeers and mockery from the crowd, Dave appeared unperturbed. However, Jerry was satisfied that he had successfully embarrassed Dave in front of everyone, especially in front of Ava. His spirits soared. He had always prided himself on his athletic prowess and social standing, and seeing Dave, a commoner, being mocked by the elite of Nexroh City was a triumph in his eyes! His gaze shifted to Ava, hoping to see her share in his derision, but she remained silent and her expression was unreadable. Deciding to further humiliate Dave, Jerry placed his hand on Dave's shoulder in a mock gesture of camaraderie. "Dave, my friend," he began with his tone dripping with condescension, "you really shouldn't let this bother you. I mean, we all have our places in life, don't we?" Dave chuckled casually. "I never told you I'm bothered. Did I?" Jerry’s smile faltered for a moment, but he quickly recovered, determined to press his advantage. "Come now, Dave. You shouldn’t feel inferior just because of your... low-life and poor background." "Why don’t you try competing in the noble sports? Who knows, maybe it’ll help cleanse and diminish that aura of insignificance around you..." The crowd's laughter grew louder, and some of the younger members started chanting mock encouragements, urging Dave to accept Jerry’s challenge. Ava and Hannah stood nearby watching the scene, while Ava had an expressionless look on her face. Hannah, sensing an opportunity to join the fray, smirked. "Oh, come on, Dave. Are you really going to back down? I guess it's true what they say about commoners—they never get the chance to play noble sports." "Maybe, he's fulfilled being a lowlife," Jerry added.Upon hearing Jerry's remarks, the crowd burst into laughter. Jerry's smug smile widened as he soaked in the attention, feeling victorious, even before the competition had begun. He had every reason to believe that Dave would crumble under the pressure."Come on, Dave! Prove you’re not just a waste of space!" someone shouted from the crowd."Yeah, Dave, show us what you’ve got, if you’ve got anything at all!" another person added.Dave, however, was not someone that could be easily pushed around or manipulated. He gave Jerry a cold look."Hey, man, if you’re so eager to make a fool of yourself, then I’ll grant your wish. I’ll compete with you. And when I win, everyone will see who the real fool is."The crowd fell silent for a moment, shocked by Dave's retort. Then the laughter resumed, louder and more boisterous than before. Jerry's eyes narrowed with his smile fading into a tight-lipped grimace."How could a loser like you even talk of winning? I'm sure you've never played sport
Despite the lack of evidence, the murmurs of cheating and deceit continued to circulate among the members of the club. For many of them, it was easier to doubt Dave's character than to accept that someone from a humble background like his, could defeat Jerry so effortlessly!Jerry, who had been seething with anger and embarrassment, now found a twisted sense of relief in the crowd’s continued mockery of Dave. The accusations of cheating provided him with a convenient escape from the humiliation of his loss. As long as they continued to mock Dave, his pride remained somewhat intact!"Did you see how he played?" another club member whispered to another. "No way someone like that jerk could beat Jerry without some kind of trickery.""I know, right? It just doesn't add up," the other replied. "Jerry is one of the best. That guy must have done something sneaky."Jerry, overhearing these comments, felt a smirk tug at the corners of his mouth. Though he had no proof that Dave had cheat
Dave, however, remained unperturbed. Instead, he met Jerry's and the others' gazes with a look of indifference, which only served to unsettle Jerry further.Jerry, feeling the pressure of the crowd's scrutiny, knew he had to act quickly to shift the attention away from the competition. He forced a smile and turned to Ava with his voice smooth and composed. "Ava, there's something important I wanted to discuss with you today."Ava, who had been glaring at Dave with obvious disdain, turned her attention to Jerry. "What is it, Jerry?"Jerry's smile widened, sensing an opportunity to regain control of the situation. "I heard from my Uncle that Carl Mullen, the head of the Kevton Chamber of Commerce is hosting a banquet tonight. I know you've been working hard to help your family's business, Smithly Associates, join the chamber. This could be your chance."Ava's eyes lit up with interest. "Really? Carl Mullen is in town?""Yes," Jerry confirmed. "I thought you might want to attend t
Jerry's face froze with a flicker of disbelief crossing his features. "What are you talking about, loser? I got the information directly from my uncle.""Well, your uncle must have missed the latest update," Dave replied calmly. Jerry burst into laughter as he turned to Dave with a sneer. "You know what, fool, it's pretty bold of you to claim the banquet is cancelled. Do you even know who Carl Mullen is?" He laughed once again with a condescending tone lacing his words. "Someone like you probably doesn't even know what a banquet is, let alone anything about its status."Dave remained composed, unfazed by Jerry's mockery. He took another sip of his drink and met Jerry's gaze steadily.Jerry, feeling confident in his superior status, continued, "You shouldn't envy my connections and background, jerk. It's not something someone like you could ever understand." Jerry's tone took on a sarcastic edge, masked with a veneer of politeness. "But, if you really want to attend the banquet,
Most of the club members remained surprised at Dave's prediction. Most of them speculated involuntarily that Dave might be a big shot who was disguising as a commoner. Otherwise, it made no sense how he could assert so confidently that there was no banquet that evening.Ava, who had initially dismissed Dave's claims, now found herself in a swirl of conflicting emotions. How was Dave informed that the banquet had been cancelled?She rationalized that he must have overheard the news from somewhere.Despite her belief, the regret of missing out on the banquet gnawed at her.It was a missed opportunity for her to enter the renowned chamber of commerce which was a crucial step for her family's business, Smithly Associates.Jerry, who had been so confident in his assertions, was now filled with uncertainty as he tried to process the unexpected turn of events. His confidence was shaken, and for the first time, he felt a pang of doubt about his judgment.Just then, Hannah broke the sile
However, Dave was unperturbed. Instead, he stood quietly amidst the onslaught with his expression unreadable. Ava's prejudice and misunderstanding of Dave also deepened. She couldn't believe she had entertained even a flicker of belief about his words. To her, his behaviour now seemed nothing short of desperate! She felt a mix of embarrassment and frustration at being associated with him. "You know," Jerry said, cutting through the laughter, "we should all have dinner together this evening after we leave the club. It'll be a nice way to unwind." The suggestion was met with enthusiastic agreement. However, just as the group began to settle into the idea, Dave's phone rang. It was Carl Mullen calling, so he answered the call. The club members watched him with a mixture of amusement and disdain, convinced that this was just another ploy for attention. "Master," Carl's voice was urgent, "my daughter's condition has suddenly worsened. I've made all the arrangements, and she
Dave didn't bother to explain himself. He simply ignored Hannah's jibes, and walked away! It didn't make any sense trying to prove how much he didn't need Ava's help. His focus was on something far more important - Carl Mullen's daughter, so he made his way to Carl's house. When he arrived at the grand estate, the family butler was already waiting at the door, his demeanour respectful and calm. "Good evening, Master," the butler greeted, bowing in respect. "Mr. Mullen is not home at the moment. He is still occupied with matters related to the new membership qualifications of the Great Kevton Chamber of Commerce. It may take some time before he returns." Dave nodded, understanding the situation. "That's fine." The butler continued, "Mr. Mullen has made it clear that you may begin treating his daughter at any time. There is no need to wait for his return. He trusts your expertise and doesn't want to waste your valuable time." "Thank you," Dave replied. "Please le
Unfazed by Emily's scepticism, Dave approached Zane.Casting a glance at her, he gently examined her eyes and tongue."Madam," he began, "your daughter is suffering from a rare sickness that is affecting all her organs.If nothing is done to save her, in less than an hour, her stomach will begin to increase, making her look like a pregnant woman, and she will start to convulse until she dies."Emily, already on edge, crossed her arms and glared at him. "What nonsense are you talking about? Are you cursing my daughter? I can't believe this!" She yelled irritably.However, Dave maintained his calm and turned to one of the servants."Please, get a bucket of hot ginger water," he instructed.Emily's eyes widened in anger. "A bucket of hot ginger water? Are you out of your mind?" she yelled. "You're a fraud! You know nothing and are just pretending to know something to take our money!"She turned to the butler with her voice rising in fury. "This is your fault! How could you let someo