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The Pre-eminent Jason Spectre CHAPTER 119
Upon hearing what Jason just said.The captain faltered for a moment, the room growing quieter as everyone waited to see how Jason would respond. But Jason didn’t give them the satisfaction of anger or defensiveness. Instead, he picked up the ball, spun it on his finger with ease, and walked back to the court, leaving the players and their insecurities behind.They could mock him all they want, but Jason know didn't need their validation. He knew who he was, and that was enough.At that moment the buzz of excitement swept through the gym as the doors opened and Camila entered, her presence like a sudden gust of fresh air. Heads turned, conversations halted, and the boys quickly huddled together, their earlier bravado fading into awe.“Camila’s here!” one of them whispered, nudging the others. “She came to watch us train. She must love the game.”Another smirked, trying to brush off his nervousness. “Yeah, right. She probably just wanted to see real talent.”Camila, however, didn’t
The Pre-eminent Jason Spectre CHAPTER 120
Seeing what Just happened Jason looked between the two of them, slightly caught off guard by the sudden shift in energy. He stayed quiet, letting the moment unfold.Summer laughed softly, her earlier hesitation melting away. “Yeah, i knew we went to the same school, but I guess it just never happened. You’re usually so hard to find.”Camila shrugged, grinning. “That’s true. I do keep to myself most of the time.”Then, as if remembering something, Camila’s grin turned sly. “Wait a second,” she said, her eyes narrowing playfully at Summer. “Wasn’t it you who recommended Jason to me?”Jason blinked in surprise, his gaze shifting to Summer. “Recommended me?” he repeated.Summer blushed faintly but laughed nervously. “I might’ve mentioned you once or twice,” she admitted, avoiding Jason’s gaze. “Camila asked for advice about a boy, and, well, I told her you were… different from other guys.”“Different?” Jason asked, raising an eyebrow.At that moment Summer gave him a look, half-apol
The Pre-eminent Jason Spectre CHAPTER 121
Hearing what Jason just said.Camila’s lips pressed into a thin line, her grip on the wheel tightening slightly. “Friends, huh?” she murmured, her tone skeptical. “She doesn’t look at you like someone who’s just a friend.”However Jason hesitated, sensing the shift in her demeanor. “She’s the one who recommended me to you,” he said carefully. “That’s all there is to it.”At that moment Camila’s jaw tightened, and her thoughts raced. Is that really all? she wondered. She couldn’t ignore the flicker of hurt she’d seen in Summer’s eyes. It wasn’t the look of someone indifferent, it seems she's regretting her actions now.“You’re sure?” Camila asked, her voice quieter but insistent. “Because the way she reacted... it felt like there’s more to the story. Were you two—”Jason cut her off, his tone firm but not defensive. “No. We weren’t anything.”At that moment Camila’s shoulders relaxed slightly, but the uncertainty lingered. “She seemed... invested in you,” she said softly, almost to h
The Pre-eminent Jason Spectre CHAPTER 122
Not Long after the car rolled to a halt in the sprawling driveway of Camila’s grandfather’s estate, its towering gates shutting silently behind them. Jason stepped out, his calm demeanor masking the slight unease he felt in the grandeur of the surroundings. Camila, as poised as ever, walked ahead, her heels clicking against the polished stone pathway. She glanced over her shoulder, her expression unreadable, silently urging Jason to follow.Although Jason had been here before, he it's still new to him.Inside, the mansion was alive with quiet elegance, the faint hum of conversation drifting from one of the larger rooms. Camila’s grandfather, a commanding yet welcoming presence, stood near the entrance of the study, his hands clasped behind his back. Beside him was an older man—well-dressed, with sharp eyes that suggested intelligence and a hint of skepticism.At that moment Jason’s gaze flickered between the two men as they approached. Camila’s grandfather smiled faintly, motioning f
The Pre-eminent Jason Spectre CHAPTER 123
Not long after they left the house and headed towards the he car.The tension in the car was palpable as they drove to the auction. Jason sat silently in the back seat, his calm demeanor belying the storm brewing beside him. Professor Leland sat rigidly, his arms crossed and his gaze fixed straight ahead. His earlier interaction with Jason had left a bitter taste in his mouth, and the silence between them was thick with unspoken animosity between them.Leland finally broke the quiet, his voice tinged with condescension. “You know, young man,” he began without looking at Jason, “respect for one’s elders and betters is an important virtue. Perhaps you’d do well to practice it.”hearing what he said.Jason didn’t rise to the bait, his expression unchanging. “I respect those who earn it,” he replied evenly, his tone polite but firm. “Not those who demand it.”Camila, sitting in the front seat, suppressed a sigh as she glanced at her grandfather, whose expression hovered somewhere betwee
The Pre-eminent Jason Spectre CHAPTER 124
At that moment The auctioneer's voice rang out, smooth and persuasive, as he described the pillow. “This isn’t just any antique, ladies and gentlemen. Legend has it that this pillow, when used over a long period, can cure various health issues. It’s said to bring peace to one’s sleep and even allow you to recall your dreams in vivid detail.”Hearing what the auctioneer just said.The murmurs in the room grew louder, a mix of intrigue and skepticism rippling through the crowd. Jason leaned back in his seat, his sharp gaze fixed on the pillow. Camila glanced at him briefly but didn’t say anything as her grandfather straightened in his chair, clearly piqued by the auctioneer’s words.“Shall we start the bidding at hundred thousand?” the auctioneer called, his voice cutting through the chatter.Several paddles shot into the air, and the bidding quickly escalated. “ Hundred and Fifteen thousand… twenty thousand… twenty-five!” The numbers climbed higher, the excitement in the room palpabl
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However Camila’s grandfather still seated quietly, his fingers drumming lightly on the armrest of his chair. His gaze flickered between Jason and the pillow displayed under the auctioneer’s dramatic lighting. Despite his composed demeanor, there was a clear hesitancy in his eyes—a conflict between his admiration for Jason’s advice and his own curiosity about the pillow’s claims.Jason observed the older man closely, his sharp eyes catching the subtle signs of indecision. Camila’s grandfather wanted the pillow—his interest was evident—but he was holding back out of respect for Jason’s earlier warnings.However Professor Leland, sensing the hesitation, leaned in slightly again, his tone smooth and persuasive. “Sir, I understand the dilemma. But as I said earlier, the pillow’s value isn’t just in its craftsmanship or its claims. It’s in the peace of mind it can provide. If you believe it will help you, then it will. And, importantly, it’s not harmful in any way.”At that moment Jason’s
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The room, which had been tense with anticipation, erupted into laughter the moment the auctioneer made his declaration. “Ladies and gentlemen,” he began, his voice steady, though the mirth around him grew louder. “This ring, as legend has it, was worn by the great Matais of Aetherfield.”Hearing what he just said.The crowd’s reaction was immediate. Some scoffed openly, while others leaned into their companions, whispering and chuckling behind cupped hands. A few outright guffawed, the sound echoing through the grand hall.However the auctioneer, undeterred, continued. “It is said that this ring contained all the powers of King Matais himself. Of course,” he added, clearing his throat, “we cannot verify the authenticity of these claims. Therefore, we will start the bidding at—” He paused dramatically. “One hundred dollars.”The laughter peaked, filling the room with a cacophony of disbelief and amusement.At that moment Camila’s grandfather leaned back in his chair, his lips twitchi
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CHAPTER 177
At the Private Dinner TableThe weight of Jason’s words settled over the room like a storm brewing on the horizon.No one spoke for a second—not because they didn’t want to, but because they didn’t know how to respond.Rio Grade Design.That wasn’t just any company.That was the company.A fortress of exclusivity.A place where money, family influence, and powerful connections meant nothing.You either earned your way in—or you were nobody to them.And yet, Jason just said he had connections there.A sharp laugh broke the silence.Dry. Disbelieving.The guy in the navy suit, who had been questioning Jason all night, shook his head.“Do you even hear yourself?” he scoffed, leaning forward.His eyes gleamed with frustration, like he was trying to convince himself Jason was lying.“No one has connections in Rio Grade Design.”A few people nodded, murmuring in agreement.A girl in gold silk folded her arms.“That company doesn’t allow outsiders to pull strings. That’s their whole reputati
CHAPTER 176
At the Private Dinner TableThe weight of Jason’s words settled over the room like a storm waiting to break.The laughter was gone.The mocking smirks had disappeared.Now, there was only stunned silence.Because if what Jason was saying was true…Then he wasn’t just some random junior.He was someone who had walked into DF Shopping Mall, dropped five million dollars in cash, and walked out with a dress that had been untouched for years.A dress that even the richest among them wouldn’t dare to touch.The murmurs spread.A few people leaned toward each other, whispering.Camila could see it—the doubt, the disbelief, but also… the curiosity.They wanted to challenge him.They wanted to tear the story apart.But the problem was… they couldn’t.Because the rumor was real.Everyone in their world had heard it—that someone had bought the DF symbol dress for five million dollars in cash.And now—Jason was saying it was him.Someone finally broke the silence.A guy in a gray suit, his voice
CHAPTER 175
At the Private Dinner TableThe air remained thick even after everyone sat back down.Jason could feel it.The way their eyes still lingered on him, waiting, expecting him to slip.Camila’s defense had stopped them—for now.But it hadn’t changed their minds.They still thought he was a fraud.A scammer.And now, they wanted proof.The guy in the navy suit smirked, tapping his finger against the rim of his wine glass.“So, Jason.” His voice was smooth, calculated. “Since you were keeping a low profile, prove it.”A few people nodded in agreement.Some even leaned forward slightly, intrigued.Jason could tell—they weren’t just asking.They were challenging him.Because if he failed to prove himself here, whatever respect he had gained would vanish instantly.Camila crossed her arms, irritation flickering in her gaze.“Seriously?” she scoffed.“You just asked him all these questions, accused him of being a con artist, and now you want proof? What, are we in court?”A few people chuckled
CHAPTER 174
At the Private Dinner TableThe pressure in the room was thick.Jason was being scrutinized, tested.Camila could feel it—the weight of their stares, the unspoken challenge in their words.They weren’t just curious.They wanted to see him fail.To prove that he was nothing.Her fingers tightened slightly around her fork.Then—she cleared her throat.Loud enough for everyone to hear.“Alright, that’s enough.”Her voice was firm, sharp.The entire table paused.Camila leaned forward slightly, her eyes scanning each of them.“This isn’t an interview for my boyfriend. This is my pre-birthday party.”Her tone hardened.“Why the hell are you all asking him these questions? Are you trying to say I’m lying?”A heavy silence followed.For a moment, no one spoke.Then, someone sighed, shaking their head.“No one’s saying that, Camila. We were just curious.”A few people nodded, pretending to back off.Camila could tell—they weren’t dropping it.They were just changing tactics.And sure enough—
CHAPTER 173
At the Private Dinner TableThe atmosphere shifted the moment Jason stood up.No hesitation. No nerves. Just pure confidence.Camila's classmates exchanged glances, some amused, some intrigued.“Wait, is he actually serious?” someone murmured.A girl in a wine-colored dress covered her mouth, stifling a giggle. “He’s really going to play?”Somebody in a navy suit, the one who had pulled up the video, leaned back in his chair, smirking.“This should be interesting.”Jason didn’t acknowledge any of them.His movements were calm, calculated.He walked toward the sleek, black keyboard that had just been brought in.The hotel staff carefully positioned it, making sure it was properly set up.The air was thick with anticipation.Some expected him to fail.Others just wanted to see what he’d do.Camila, however, was holding her breath.Her thoughts raced.Jason had never played the piano in front of her.He had never even mentioned it.So… was he bluffing?Was this just another act of defian
CHAPTER 172
Outside the Private SuiteCamila walked up to Jason, her posture poised as always, but there was a slight stiffness in her movements.She exhaled softly before speaking.“Jason, I’m sorry.”Jason tilted his head slightly, his eyes calm and unreadable.“For what?”Camila hesitated for just a fraction of a second before answering.“For not telling you about the pre-birthday party.”Jason let out a quiet chuckle, shaking his head.“There’s nothing to apologize for.”Camila’s brows furrowed slightly, sensing something off in his tone.Then Jason spoke again, his voice calm, distant.“Our relationship is fake anyway.”Her fingers curled slightly.Something about the way he said it—like it was a fact, like it was obvious—bothered her.Not because he was mistaken.But because lately, she had started to forget that.She had gotten used to him.To having him around.To the way he never tried to impress her, never treated her like she was above him.And yet, here he was—reminding her.Camila to
CHAPTER 171
Jason leaned back slightly, his expression still unreadable.“Camila didn’t tell me.”Camila’s grandfather exhaled, shaking his head.“Of course, she didn’t,” he muttered. “That girl only thinks about herself sometimes.”Jason remained silent.The old man continued, his tone firmer now.“She left this morning to join her classmates for the pre-birthday party.”Jason’s eyes narrowed slightly.She had already gone ahead without saying a word to him?Camila had always been impulsive, but something about this still felt off.Her grandfather, as if sensing his thoughts, leaned forward.“I want you to be there, Jason.”His voice was not a request.Jason met his gaze. “Why?”The old man exhaled again, this time more slowly. “Last year, when Camila’s classmates held this pre-birthday celebration, everyone came with their boyfriend or girlfriend.”His eyes darkened slightly.“Everyone… except Camila.”Jason said nothing, but he could already see where this was going.“She was the only one ther
CHAPTER 170
At that moment Jason leaned back slightly, his gaze calm, unwavering.“I’ll pay the amount,” he said smoothly. “But on one condition.”The CEO raised an eyebrow. “Oh?”Jason’s smirk deepened. “You have to announce publicly that someone purchased the dress for thirty million dollars.”At that A beat of silence followed.Then—The woman’s eyes flickered with something unreadable.The room itself felt heavier.For the first time in their conversation, she didn’t respond immediately.Instead, she studied him carefully, as if trying to find a crack in his confidence.Did he really have that kind of money?Did he even flinch at the price?No.He was completely composed.As if thirty million dollars was nothing.Her fingers lightly tapped against her armrest as she exhaled slowly.“…Interesting,” she murmured.Jason didn’t blink. “So? Is it a deal?”The woman was silent for another second—then, surprisingly, she reached out her hand.Jason took it.They shook hands.It wasn’t just an agreem
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At that moment Jason leaned back in his chair, his expression calm, almost amused.“How much are you willing to pay for me to return the dress?”The CEO studied him for a moment, then smirked.“I’ll give you two million dollars.”Jason raised an eyebrow. “Two million?”She nodded. “You’ve already taken all the praise for buying it. Giving you the full amount would be a loss for me.”At that moment Jason exhaled lightly, as if he found the situation ridiculous.Then, he shook his head. “That won’t work for me.”The woman arched a brow. “Oh? And why not?”Jason’s gaze didn’t waver. “Because if people see that the dress is back in the store in less than a day,” he said smoothly, “then I’d be the biggest loser of them all.”His tone was calm, but firm.The CEO’s smirk faltered slightly.Jason continued, his voice dropping just a notch lower. “If you really want the dress back, give me ten million dollars, and I’ll hand it over.”The scene went silent.For a moment, there was nothing but
