"Juelz, what's all the commotion about?" Samantha Elliott stood up, "You should head back to your room." Juelz went downstairs for a drink and then returned upstairs. Before entering his room, he overheard a comment from below, "Your elder son has changed quite a bit. At first glance, I mistook him for your second son." Could they really be so clueless as to mistake him for Zak? Irritated, Juelz entered his room and forcefully slammed the door. "How is that possible? I've already told you, my second son isn't here," Samantha Elliott couldn't conceal her growing annoyance. She tightened her grip on her phone and changed the conversation, "I heard there's a new restaurant in the city center with excellent food. How about we give it a try?" Sensing her intention, the other wives refrained from commenting and followed her outside. Only Mrs. Stout cast a thoughtful glance toward the maid's room. "That's where our maid stays," Samantha Elliott introduced, grabbing Mrs. Stout and pulling
Adan couldn't help but feel a hint of excitement, "Different? You have feelings..." "You're a unique girl," Juelz said sincerely. What kind of statement was that? Certainly not what she wanted to hear. Remaining indifferent, Adan chose not to respond to Juelz. Juelz resumed his seat, sighed deeply, appearing somewhat helpless. "I understand your feelings towards me, but I can't agree right now." He glanced at Zak, subtly implying something. "My focus is on him at the moment. I'm afraid his presence might leave me with no room to maneuver. So, Adan, we need to put our matters on hold." Following his gaze to Zak, Adan considered suggesting that Zak didn't seem like someone who would compete with him but decided against it. She didn't entirely believe Juelz's words but nodded in response. "Wait for me, wait until I've completely dealt with him," Juelz patted Adan's head. "But there's no way to bring him down right now. Sigh." He withdrew his hand with a distressed look. Adan Ski
He hadn't finished speaking when Zak, seated nearby, swiftly grabbed the chicken leg that had fallen on the table, stuffed it into Juelz's mouth, and flashed a mild smile. "You really know how to avoid wasting food. Even if something drops, you pick it up and eat it. That's an admirable quality, worth everyone's admiration." Those in proximity caught wind of the words and shifted their attention. Juelz, with a chicken leg in his mouth, momentarily became the center of attention. His mind buzzed, especially with the laughter around him that he couldn't ignore. Without much thought, Juelz recognized how absurd he must look with a sizable chicken leg in his mouth. Prepared to throw it at Zak, his eyes almost ablaze, Juelz retrieved the chicken leg from his mouth. "Do you dare to do this to me?" He wasn't worried that Zak might complain to their parents. This Zak was too audacious. Zak, unruffled, sat there, smiling gently and politely. "An amazing brother like you wouldn't waste foo
Zak and the Vanderoses stood at the gate to welcome the Lancastoria family. As the members of the Lancastoria family stepped out of the car, to Zak's surprise, he saw Daphne. She was adorned in a radiant yellow dress that complemented her beauty. The dress gracefully embraced her figure, and with every step, she exuded a captivating aura. His heart seemed to skip a beat, a sense of unease flooding over him. Locking eyes with Daphne, Zak sensed a lack of surprise in her gaze, as if she had already known about the attendees today. The revelation that Juelz's fiancée was none other than Daphne left him shocked and wounded. Among the representatives of Daphne's family were her mother, uncle, and aunt. The families proceeded to have dinner together. Zak ate in silence, stealing glances at Juelz and Daphne. They laughed, appearing close and affectionate. Daphne, in particular, smiled throughout the entire meal, seemingly delighted. Clutching his fork, Zak found the meal tasteless. Be
"Did Zak really do this?" Mrs. Samantha observed Juelz's injured hand with a heavy heart. Assisting him to his feet, she spoke in a somber tone, "Come on, let's head to the hospital first. We can deal with Zak after your wounds are taken care of.""I'm not going. The competition hasn't even started," Juelz gritted his teeth, reluctantly raising his injured hand, refusing the idea of going to the hospital. "I can't accept this, Mom. It's all Zak's fault. He ruined my chance to participate in the competition."With the competition already underway, Juelz listened to the host's words and looked at his hands with numerous abrasions, unable to hold back his tears.Without hesitation, he grabbed Mrs. Samantha and said, "Mom, I want Zak to pay for this. He's too arrogant."Indeed, Zak was too arrogant; bringing him back didn't mean allowing him to harm others.Mrs. Samantha comforted Juelz, suppressing her anger, and entered the backstage room. Originally intending to confront Zak, she found
As Zak stepped in as the replacement participant, the trophy slipped through his grasp. Caught in an awkward situation, the host handed the trophy to the second-place contestant and dismissed Zak unceremoniously.Down below, the audience buzzed with discussions about the incident.Upon entering the room, Juelz quickly approached Zak, who skillfully evaded him, fear evident in his eyes. "I'm sorry. The situation was dire, and I had to say that. If I hadn't, those people would have said even more malicious things.""So, I'm supposed to be grateful for your defamatory remarks?" Juelz laughed in frustration, annoyed. "Do you really think I'm that foolish?""No." Zak hesitated. "The person who injured your hand is undoubtedly among the contestants. Even if I hadn't spoken up, that person knows. They would have said even worse things later. I had no choice but to say those words first.""You're clearly distorting the truth." Juelz forcefully pushed Zak away, breathing heavily, his mind in t
This time, Juelz's response wasn't as heated. He stated, "I've lived in this house for nearly eighteen years, and our parents favor me. You've only been here for a month, and our parents really don't like you, Zak. What can you compare with my eighteen years in the orphanage? Do you even have the qualifications?" Disregarding Zak's response, Juelz arrogantly turned away and exited, leaving the room in silence. Zak got into the car after packing his luggage. "Now that your true identity has been exposed, you're not pretending anymore, right?" Juelz taunted. "No," Zak murmured, "I've always been like this, not pretending. It's just that you didn't know, brother." "Drive," Juelz ordered the driver, dismissing Zak's words. In contrast to his usual aggressive demeanor, Juelz now seemed noticeably calmer. The reason for this change remained unclear, possibly influenced by conversations with Mrs. Samantha and Mr. Benton. Zak looked out the window, supporting his cheek with his hand, w
"You say he's shameless, that's why he dares to come to school."In these past few days, Juelz has blown the piano competition incident out of proportion, leading everyone to believe Zak deliberately plotted against Juelz, attributing cunning and malice to him.In some ways, Zak did scheme against Juelz because, if he hadn't, Juelz would have schemed against him in the end.Zak pulled out his textbook, and a sketchbook fell onto the table.A classmate picked it up, opened it, and remarked, "So this 'useless' guy can draw. Doesn't look impressive, though. You'll never match up to Juelz in your entire life. It might be better for you to stay home because, even if you try, tsk tsk..."Zak stood up, expressionless, and retrieved his sketchbook.Feeling his cold gaze, the guy was stunned and angrily said, "What's with that expression? I'm stating the facts; do you have an issue with it?""You can't compare to Juelz in any way, so you might as well not bother trying," Zak smirked, displayin