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The Pre-eminent Jason Spectre CHAPTER 187
At that moment, Jason didn’t say anything, just leaned back with an air of complete confidence.“So, are you going to bet with me again?” His voice was calm, almost lazy, as if he already knew the answer.Immediately The room fell silent.The laughter, the taunts, the mockery—all of it vanished in an instant.None of them spoke. Not because they agreed with Jason, but because none of them dared to take the risk again.Deep down, they were angry—furious.Their egos wouldn’t allow them to admit it, but the way Jason had played them before made them hesitate this time around.Even though every fiber of their being told them Jason was bluffing, none of them were willing to test him.And their silence was an answer in itself.At that moment Camila’s thoughts were racing.Why is he taking this so far? Jason couldn’t pull this off.He had to know that.Even her Grandfather, with all his connections, power, and influence, had only been able to book Paso Me Cazue once—and that was three years
The Pre-eminent Jason Spectre CHAPTER 185
As they stepped outside, the cold night air greeted them, carrying with it an uneasy silence. The moment they exited the restaurant, all eyes naturally turned to Camila—expecting her to leave in a luxurious car.However her friends knew what to expect.Camila never lacked wealth.But where was Jason’s car?They searched the parking lot, mocking grins spreading across their faces as realization dawned—There was no sign of Jason’s ride.One of them, a guy with an arrogant smirk, folded his arms and spoke loudly enough for everyone to hear.“So… Where’s your car, billionaire god?”A few of them snickered, others outright laughed.“Yeah, Jason,” another added, his tone dripping with sarcasm.“You had the guts to say you’ll host Camila’s birthday at Paso Me Cazue, right? Then surely, you must be driving something that actually fits that level.”“We’d love to see it,” someone else sneered.Jason didn’t react, simply standing there, his face unreadable.He hadn’t even opened his mouth yet—
The Pre-eminent Jason Spectre CHAPTER 186
At that moment Jason and Camilla arrived, and without saying anymore words they would understand what was happening.Even though she wasn’t from a wealthy family, she had always been highly respected in school.It wasn’t because of money. It wasn’t because of power.It was because of who she was.Kind. Thoughtful. The kind of person who treated everyone well, regardless of status.At first, her beauty was just a complement to her personality.But over time, it became a problem.People started looking at her differently.Suddenly, her kindness was misinterpreted as something more.Some people tried to play for her favor.Others treated her like a prize to be won.Yet, through it all, she remained the same.Now, standing in the hospital hallway, she could see the same dynamics playing out again.The moment the five million was mentioned, everyone froze.They hesitated.It was too much. Even though they cared for their friend, that amount was beyond what they were willing to pay.They st
The Pre-eminent Jason Spectre CHAPTER 187
Jason stood there, calm and unmoved, as the group erupted into whispers and low murmurs.One of them stepped forward, his tone dropping into something almost mocking, but edged with irritation.“So, Jason, are you pretending not to hear what the doctor just said?” His eyes narrowed, his arms crossed as he tilted his head. “Or are you trying to convince us that you’re some kind of miracle worker now?”The others quickly jumped in, their frustration boiling over.“The doctor said she has a 30% chance of survival,” another sneered. “Even if she makes it, she’ll be in bed for months. Do you understand that, or are you just too full of yourself to acknowledge reality?”A girl shook her head, letting out a dry chuckle.“This is so typical of people like him,” she scoffed. “Big talkers. Always acting like they know everything, like they’re better than everyone. And in the end, what do they do? Nothing.”“Exactly,” another agreed instantly, his lips curling. “Just another nobody pretending to
The Pre-eminent Jason Spectre CHAPTER 188
Upon hearing what Jason just said, the entire room fell into stunned silence.Then—Laughter followed.Sharp, mocking, disbelieving laughter.“Hah!” One of them scoffed. “What did he just say?”The guest exchanged glances, their expressions a mix of amusement, irritation, and sheer disbelief.Another one folded his arms, shaking his head with a smirk of pure disdain.“Did I hear that right? He wants to see her?”Someone else snorted loudly.“What, is he a doctor now? A brain surgeon? Or maybe—” the guy’s eyes narrowed mockingly, “—he thinks he’s some kind of miracle worker? Gonna lay his hands on her and—BOOM—she wakes up?”A few of them laughed louder, scoffing at the ridiculousness of it.At that moment another voice chimed in, dripping with sarcasm.“Jason, do you even hear yourself? The DOCTOR just said she’s brain dead. BRAIN. DEAD.”Someone else sneered, stepping closer.“You seriously can’t stand a situation where you’re not the center of attention, huh? Always gotta make yourse
The Pre-eminent Jason Spectre CHAPTER 189
Upon hearing what Jason just said.Laughter erupted in the room, loud, cruel, and full of mockery.Jason’s words had barely left his mouth when the taunting began.“Wait, wait, wait—” one of them clutched his stomach, shaking with laughter. “Did this idiot just say he knows the Miracle Doctor?”“Oh my God, I can’t breathe!” another gasped between fits of laughter. “Does he think the Miracle Doctor is some neighborhood clinic doctor you can just call up like a friend?”The ridicule spread like wildfire, each of them piling on, voices dripping with scorn.“Jason, you’ve outdone yourself this time. Seriously.”“This confirms it. You’re an absolute fool.”“At this point you’re beyond delusional, man. You’ve lost it.”A girl rolled her eyes, arms crossed as she sneered, “Does the Miracle Doctor sound like someone any random nobody can just know?”“He’s only accessible to the elite of the elite! Do you even know what that means? It means people like you—”She looked him up and down, eyes f
The Pre-eminent Jason Spectre CHAPTER 190
At that moment Camilla looked at Jason, then at the others who were now practically buzzing with confidence, their faces lit with a sense of superiority and mockery. One of them scoffed loudly, stepping forward with his hands stuffed into his pockets.“I'm betting everything on this,” he said, smirking as he looked Jason up and down. “You? Know the miracle doctor? That’s the funniest thing I’ve heard all my life.”Without wasting anymore time Another laughed. “A bloody liar, that’s what he is. Does he even know what kind of person the miracle doctor is? People in government can’t even book him! He’s not someone a nobody can just call.”“That guy doesn’t show up unless the whole country is about to collapse!” someone else added, and the crowd laughed harder, their voices growing louder, more biting.However Jason stood still, his expression unreadable, while Camilla stayed beside him, not saying a word. Her heart was starting to race again—not from fear, but confusion. Just moments a
The Pre-eminent Jason Spectre CHAPTER 191
Still Jason didn’t say a word.Then he slowly pulled his phone from his pocket, eyes fixed forward, unmoved by the whispers, the smirks, or the disbelief that coated the air like a thick fog. The doctor, standing off to the side, watched with folded arms, skeptical but curious.Jason tapped a single number. The line rang once.“Come with me. I’m at St. Anthelia Hospital. You have thirty minutes,” he said plainly—calm, no trace of desperation or pleading in his tone. And just like that, he ended the call.Upon hearing what Jason just said.The room fell quiet for a half-second. Just a second. Then chaos.Immediately a ripple of laughter burst from the crowd like a sudden thunderstorm. One of the guys nearly doubled over, slapping his friend on the arm as he laughed.“Wait—wait—what was that?” he said between gasps. “Did you see that? He didn’t even explain anything! No begging, no emotion!”Another guy leaned in, clutching his chest. “He just called the so-called miracle doctor like h
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At that moment Camilla didn’t flinch. She squared her shoulders and stepped forward again. “Do you think we’re just some ordinary kids? That children don’t come from wealthy families anymore?”However The security man didn’t answer at first. His gaze flicked between her firm expression and the phone in her hand. At that moment he adjusted his belt, the corner of his mouth twitching upward as if he’d heard a joke only he understood.“My grandfather has booked Pasumi Kazoo before,” she added, her voice rising, “Once, in fact. So don’t stand there and act like we don’t belong.”Her words hung in the air. Sharp. Unapologetic.Upon hearing what Camila The security man chuckled. It wasn’t mocking—it was more of a tired laugh, the kind that came from someone who’d seen too much. He folded his arms. “I get it. You’re trying to stand your ground. That’s good. But right now, you're just behaving like a child.”Camilla’s breath caught.He went on, shaking his head slightly. “Even if your grandf
CHAPTER 217
Seeing what Jason just did Camilla blinked as Jason slipped his phone back into his pocket. “Wait… that’s it?” she whispered, glancing at her friend, then back at Jason.However Jason didn’t reply. He stood calm, his hands relaxed by his sides, his eyes fixed ahead like he was simply waiting for something he already knew would happen.Immediately Camilla’s friend leaned in and whispered, “He didn’t even say a full sentence… just one line? That’s who he called?”“Yeah,” Camilla muttered, her voice soft but unsure. “He didn’t even sound worried.”At that moment a strange tension settled over them—quiet but heavy. Then Camilla bit her lip, half in confusion, half in nervousness.Across the road, the group of friends who had been laughing earlier were still recording. One of them zoomed in and chuckled. “Oh wow, he really made a call. What now, Jason? Is a helicopter coming to pick you up?”Hearing what they just said, The security guard snorted, folding his arms in front of the entrance.
CHAPTER 213
Jason’s pace slowed a little when he spotted Camilla and her friend standing outside the elegant entrance of Pasu Mikazu. His brows furrowed.He couldn't believe they were still outside? They should’ve been inside by now, soaking in the ambiance, not lingering by the door like they didn’t belong.He stepped closer, a light crease forming between his brows as he approached them.“Hey,” he said, glancing between Camilla and her friend, “what’s going on? Why are you two still out here?”Immediately Camilla gave a short sigh, folding her arms slightly across her waist. She looked embarrassed, but also slightly frustrated.“It’s… the security man,” she said softly, gesturing toward the well-dressed but stern-looking man guarding the entrance. “He said we can’t go in.”Hearing what Camila just said, Jason blinked. “What? Why not? You have the invitation, don’t you?”“We do,” she nodded, pulling out her phone. “But he said the QR code looks fake. Apparently, they’ve been having a lot of onl
CHAPTER 212
The boys coughed and winced where they lay, nursing bruises and swallowing the bitter taste of humiliation. Their breaths came short, their faces a mix of confusion, pain, and fear. One of them, still holding onto his ribs, forced out a shaky voice."Yes, yes—we didn’t mean it!" he said, gasping.“Honestly,” another added, his voice trembling as he wiped a streak of dirt off his cheek, “we were just trying to scare you, that’s all. Just scare tactics… so you’d back down, apologize. That’s what we wanted.”Jason stood still, letting their words hang in the air like a weak excuse trying to find wings. His eyes scanned the group—ten of them, and not one could meet his gaze directly. The fear now written across their faces was thick, raw, almost pitiful.“Oh… now I understand,” Jason said slowly, his voice dangerously calm. “So it was all for show? The threats? The ambush? The part where you were going to break all ten of my fingers?”A nervous chuckle slipped out from one of the boys, bu
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One of them stepped forward—tall, lean, and arrogant, with a twisted grin that made Jason’s jaw tighten.“You know, Jason,” the guy said, cracking his knuckles, “you’re a very troublesome person.”Jason didn’t respond. His silence only seemed to encourage them.“Word around is,” another chimed in from behind, “you’ve fought with a bunch of people in this school already. You're always in some drama, right? Always in trouble. Always causing something.”Jason gave a faint smirk, but his eyes stayed focused. He could already see where this was going.“Thing is,” the first guy continued, circling him like a vulture, “tonight, there’s no crowd. No cameras. No teachers. No referees to save you. Just us. And you.”Someone behind laughed. “Yeah, and we’ve already got our story cooked up. When they ask, we’ll say you attacked us first. That you were angry because we told you the truth—that you were cheating in the game.”“That’s right,” another added quickly, “you got mad, lost your cool, and s
CHAPTER 210
Jason smiled, just a little. A tired, knowing smile.Now he understood.Now he understood why some players probably lost to these guys on purpose—why they didn't give their all on the court. Because the moment you did, the moment you showed your worth, they came after you. Not with a handshake or a respectful nod like true sportsmen—but with bitterness and threats. This wasn’t competition. This was insecurity masked as pride.Jason let out a quiet sigh, not one of fear, but of disappointment.He looked each of them in the eye, one after the other, calm and composed.“You know,” he said slowly, “this explains a lot.”The tallest one raised a brow, confused. “What are you talking about?”“This,” Jason said, gesturing casually at the group, “this attitude right here… it’s why people probably let you win in the past. It’s easier than dealing with this kind of behavior.”One of them scowled. “You think we care what people think?”“No,” Jason said plainly. “That’s the problem. You don’t car
CHAPTER 209
The entire gymnasium erupted like fireworks exploding in waves of celebration. Students from Jason’s school stormed the court, screaming and chanting his name like he was a hero in a movie come to life.“Jason! MVP! MVP!”Some were laughing. Some were crying. Everyone was jumping, hugging, high-fiving like they had just won the championship—even though it was just a qualifier. But that didn’t matter. What mattered was Jason, the so-called rookie, the boy nobody believed in, had just pulled off the impossible.Camilla’s name started floating in whispers.“No wonder she’s dating him.”“I mean—did you see that last shot?”“He’s not just fine, he’s a genius. That boy is gifted.”People were already editing Instagram stories and posting clips of Jason’s fourth-quarter domination, tagging it with: “MVP of the year.” Even the school’s teachers who had come to watch looked dumbfounded but deeply proud.Meanwhile, the opposing school’s side was dead silent. You could almost hear their heartbre
CHAPTER 208
A thick silence settled in the room. The tension was sharp enough to slice through.Then one of the men, the same one who’d been flipping his pen between his fingers since the meeting started, finally leaned forward and broke it.“What if he’s hiding something?” His voice was cautious, almost accusing. “A special ingredient? A catalyst that wasn’t listed in the video?”A few heads turned his way. The thought lingered in the air, heavy and unsettling.For a moment, no one responded.Then a man at the far end of the table, older and sharper in tone, sat up and said firmly, “We’ve all seen the footage. Watched it frame by frame. The way he handled it—every motion, every measurement—it was clean, intentional, and consistent. No hesitation. No room for secret ingredients.”Someone else nodded. “Exactly. He didn’t pause, didn’t second-guess himself. And the product? It performed exactly as described. If he had some hidden technique, it would’ve shown up in his rhythm, his flow. But everythi
CHAPTER 207
By the third quarter, the scoreboard glared back with an unforgiving truth—80 to 30. The gym buzzed, but not with hope. Greyhill’s fans were practically dancing in the stands, taunting louder with every basket, every steal. “Third year in a row!” they screamed.On the court, Jason stood still for a moment, hands on his knees, sweat dripping, chest rising steadily—but not from exhaustion. It was restraint. Every time he sprinted into open space, his hands ready, eyes calling for the ball, it never came. Not once.Instead, Marvin tried a contested jumper from the side and missed.Alex forced a drive into the paint and got blocked.“Again?” the coach growled from the sideline, yanking off his cap and throwing it down.Jason stayed calm, even though his fists were clenching tighter now.He wasn’t invisible.They were ignoring him on purpose.The tension had been building ever since that locker room talk weeks ago—when Jason said they needed to play smarter, not just harder. Marvin didn’t
