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 cheated, the doubt cast by the others was enough for him.
He had no intention of defending Dave or setting the record straight.
"Well, Jerry," one of his friends said, clapping him on the back, "Looks like you were just unlucky today. Don’t worry, we all know that guy couldn't have won fair and square."
Jerry nodded with his smirk growing more pronounced.
"Yeah, it’s just one of those days. I guess some people will do anything to win."
Meanwhile, a group of disgruntled onlookers began to scheme, eager to see Dave compete against Jerry once more, certain that a rematch would restore the natural order and humiliate Dave once again!
"That jerk got lucky," one of them muttered. "If he faces Jerry again, there's no way he can win, because the game will be stricter this time."
"Yeah, let's push for a rematch," another agreed. "We need to see him put in his place!"
Emboldened by their shared disdain, they approached Jerry, who was mingling with other club members.
"Hey, Jerry," one of the instigators began, "we think it’s only fair to have a rematch. It's another opportunity to see you win and to prove that the nonentity only won by being tricky."
Jerry’s heart raced.
The last thing he wanted was another public humiliation.
He couldn’t be sure whether Dave’s victory had been a fluke or a display of genuine skill.
If it were the latter, losing again would only exacerbate his embarrassment!
Feigning a magnanimous demeanour, Jerry raised a hand to silence the growing calls for a rematch.
"Look," he said with his voice calm and composed, "I understand why some of you want another competition. But I think we need to consider the bigger picture here."
The crowd quieted, listening intently.
"Everyone here knows that this cheat’s win was sneaky," Jerry continued, choosing his words carefully, "but rather than dragging this out and risking more controversy, I suggest we let it go. We don't need to put him through another match to make another mess of himself! Let's just let it go."
The crowd was momentarily taken aback by Jerry’s apparent generosity.
Some of them exchanged confused glances, while others nodded, convinced by his reasoning.
"But Jerry," one of them protested, "we need to see if he can really beat you again. You see, there'll be no way to cheat this time. It’s about proving who’s truly better."
Jerry shook his head, maintaining his composed facade.
"I appreciate your support, really. But sometimes, it’s better to show grace and move on. We don’t need to embarrass the jerk any further."
Ava and Hannah, who had been observing from a distance, were impressed by Jerry's words.
Ava stepped forward with her eyes filled with admiration. "Jerry, that’s very kind of you. You’re showing a lot of class by not pushing for a rematch."
Hannah nodded in agreement. "Absolutely. It shows your true character, Jerry. You’re thinking of Dave’s feelings even after what happened."
Dave stood quietly to the side with a smirk on his face.
He saw through Jerry’s ploy, recognizing the fear masked behind the façade of magnanimity, however, he knew he didn't need to defend himself. Jerry would soon end up ashamed.
"I think Jerry’s right," Ava said, casting a disdainful glance at Dave.
"There’s no need to drag this out. It’s clear that Jerry is the better person here."
Hannah chimed in with her tone tinged with condescension.
"Dave, you should be grateful that Jerry’s being so understanding, if not, you'd have been thoroughly disgraced this time because I'm sure you'd fail without the chance to be sneaky.
It’s more than you deserve after the way you behaved."
Dave wasn't moved by Hannah's words, instead, he maintained his composure.
He knew that trying to prove that he was the one who won the competition would only fall on deaf ears.
The crowd had already made up their minds, believing that it was Jerry who won the game, and Dave only sneaked his way into winning the competition!
Jerry, feeling a surge of satisfaction at the way things were unfolding, gave Dave a patronizing pat on the shoulder in sarcasm.
"Don’t worry about it. We all have our bad days. Just focus on improving yourself, and maybe one day you’ll be able to compete..."
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
Without hesitation, Emily and everyone present in the room welcomed and greeted Dr Hayes with utmost respect. His reputation as a healer preceded him, and they were hopeful that he would be able to save Zane.After examining Zane thoroughly, Dr. Hayes straightened up and shifted his gaze to Dave with a disdainful look on his face. "This method," he said, glancing briefly at Zane, "of making her undress and sit on hot ginger water for treatment, is nonsensical and clearly carries ill intentions!"Dave who was standing calmly in the corner, met Dr. Hayes' gaze without flinching. "She needs to soak in hot ginger water combined with acupuncture treatment to recover," he stated firmly. "If I wanted to pursue women, I wouldn't need to use such despicable means and certainly wouldn't take advantage of a sick patient."The room fell silent as Dave continued with his voice steady and clear. "It's your dirty minds that see ill intentions where there are none," he said, looking pointedly at
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