Summer's heart sank when the front desk clerk informed her that the booking number wasn't valid. She stood there, frozen for a moment; the shock was evident on her face. Her hand, still clutching her phone, trembled slightly as she stared at the screen in disbelief. This can't be happening. She had been so confident, so sure that everything was in order, that she got the confirmation message on her phone. Beside her, Robert’s loud and mocking laughter broke the silence. He doubled over, clutching his stomach as he sneered at Summer. “I told you it was an error earlier, Summer! You should have known better, never to cross paths with me. Now, pay up. I want my money.”Summer’s face flushed with embarrassment and anger. She wasn’t the type to make mistakes like this, and the idea of handing over $100,000 to Robert made her blood boil. But she wasn’t ready to give up. Not yet, not when she got the confirmation on her phone.“There must be some mistake,” Summer insisted, her voice shaki
The man at the front desk was visibly taken aback when he saw the ticket number. His eyes widened as he stared at the screen, the shock evident on his face. He had been working at this prestigious hotel for years, and in all that time, he had never once seen a booking for the Heavenly Box. It was the most exclusive and luxurious suite in the entire establishment, reserved only for the most elite guests—if it was ever booked at all. And now, here it was, a booking right in front of him, and it was booked by a young girl who looked like a university student.He finally managed to find his voice, though it was tinged with disbelief. “The Heavenly Box” He murmured, as if testing the words in his mouth. He looked up at Summer, then at Robert and the others. They were all frozen in their place, stunned by what they had just heard.Robert, who had been so full of arrogance just moments ago, now looked completely dumbfounded. His eyes darted from the man to Summer, and then back to the man
Robert’s mind was spinning immediately; he couldn't believe he will have to pay such an amount of money to the bastards. At that moment, disbelief was etched on his face as he tried to process what had just happened. How could Summer and his group of friends, who he had always looked down on, can afford something as extravagant as the Heavenly Box? It didn’t make sense. Anger and confusion warred within him as he tried to understand the situation, but the more he thinks about it, the more confused he becomes. Immediately he gazes at Jason, who demands an explanation for all of this. His voice was shaky, his usual arrogance now laced with desperation, knowing he made a bet, and he would be so humiliated to back out of it now.“This has to be some kind of joke!” Robert exclaimed, his eyes darting between Jason and the hotel staff. “There’s no way Summer could afford this! I want answers—now! I'm no fool; I want an answer immediately.”But before Robert could continue his words, a grou
Upon hearing the man's words, the atmosphere in the Heavenly Box was thick with shock and disbelief; they couldn't believe what they just heard. The girls couldn’t wrap their minds around the idea that one of the boys they had been casually hanging out with was capable of arranging such an extravagant experience.Their eyes darted from one boy to another again, each of them trying to guess who it might be. However, the more they looked, the more confused they became; none of the boys seemed to have money or come from a rich family; Summer never mentioned such to them.They all look confused.Jason remained calm, his face betraying nothing, though inside he couldn’t help but feel a slight satisfaction at their reactions; he knew something would happen, and that is the reason he doesn't want anyone to know he was the one.It's better this way everyone should keep on guessing, and eventually none of them would have any other choice but to respect everyone here because they don't know wh
By the time they reached the last painting, the group was fully aware of Jason’s knowledge and confidence. The man turned to him again; he was expecting Jasi to give the answer regardless; it's too easy for him.“And the year for this final piece?”“1776.” Jason responded, his voice calm as he smiled, knowing he just won $40,000The man nodded one last time. “Absolutely correct.”The girls looked at Jason with newfound respect, realizing there was more to him than they had initially thought. The admiration in their eyes was unmistakable.When the last painting was identified, the man smiled broadly. “Congratulations, Jason,”he said, handing him the prize money.“You’ve correctly answered every question. Ten thousand dollars for each, as promised.”Jason smiled as he accepted the money, not flaunting his victory, but simply nodding in appreciation. He knew this would only solidify his status among his friends and the girls. It wasn’t just about the money; it was about showing that
In the VIP ward, the atmosphere became tense, with the kind of tension that comes when you're caught somewhere you shouldn’t be. The room is usually reserved for the city's elite.The shock was mutual—Jason and his friend had not expected to see Robert and his friend dressed like cleaners; they didn't understand what was happening at that moment.Robert and his friends were also shocked to the core that they had not anticipated seeing anyone else in this room, especially not Jason and his friends; they were the last person they had anticipated to see.Robert’s eyes widened; his expression was filled with disbelief and quickly shifting to suspicion. He recognized Jason and the others as being poor, but they managed to book the heavenly box, which was still a shock; he had not fully recovered from now they are here inside the VIP room. His head was full of thought; without being told, he could tell something was wrong. Why were they here? His mind raced, trying to piece together the puz
Robert's heart pounded in his chest as Mayor George Winston entered the room. The sheer presence of the mayor, a man known for his strictness and zero tolerance for nonsense and his father being scared of him, sent a chill down Robert's spine. He had expected to encounter resistance from Jason and his group, but the mayor’s appearance was something he hadn’t anticipated at that moment. Sudden sweat covered his forehead; he didn't know what to do at that moment. Without being told, he could tell his father is going to kill him if he finds out he crossed paths with the mayor, someone he's trying to avoid by everything possible.“What the hell is the mayor doing here?” Robert whispered to himself, his voice trembling. He could feel his palms grow clammy, and his mouth went dry. The confident look he had tried to maintain crumbled instantly. His mind raced, desperately searching for a way out of this mess.Mayor Winston’s sharp gaze swept across the room, landing on each person as i
Upon hearing what Jason said, Robert's eyes squinted, his lips tightened immediately. He couldn't believe the bastard still has the guts to utter nonsense. who does he be thinks he's, not when the mayor is here, he wants to say something, but he can't.However, the mayor immediately faced Robert and friends with dead eyes. Immediately, their legs vibrated, and they walked closer to where Jason was pointing.None of them could even utter a word.They had no choice but to start cleaning the VIP room floor. They moved around quietly, their faces flushed with embarrassment. Every time they looked up, they could see Jason and the others enjoying the show from their plush seats. The humiliation was almost too much to bear, but they knew they had to do as the mayor had ordered. Robert’s hands trembled as he wiped down a table; his mind was racing with anger and frustration. He didn't want his father to hear about this, and secondly, he wanted to beat Jason so much next time, he would kee
The leader of the group smirked as his men surrounded Jason, their confidence palpable. “You think this is just about you?” he sneered, his voice laced with venom. “Because of what you did, your friends will pay the price too.”Hearing what he just said.Jason’s eyes narrowed, his calm expression shifting into something cold and deadly. immediately his fists clenched at his sides, and a flicker of anger darkened his gaze.He couldn't believe they dared to threaten my friends?The first man lunged, his fist aimed straight at Jason’s face, but Jason sidestepped smoothly, his movements fluid and precise. Before the attacker could recover, Jason’s elbow struck him square in the chest, sending him stumbling backward, gasping for air.Immediately Another came at him from the side, the knife gleaming in the dim light. Jason twisted out of the way, grabbing the man’s wrist and slamming it against the nearest wall. The blade clattered to the ground, and Jason’s knee came up, connecting wit
The tension in the scene was palpable, the young master’s grip tightening around Summer’s neck as her face contorted with discomfort. Jason’s calm voice broke through the chaos, low and steady but laced with warning. “Let her go.”At that moment The young master turned to Jason, his expression a mixture of arrogance and disdain. “And if I don’t?” he sneered. “What are you going to do about it?”However Jason didn’t respond immediately, his sharp gaze fixed on the man. Summer’s breaths grew shallow, her panic evident in her red eyes. The young master, clearly enjoying the moment, smirked as he applied more pressure. “See? You can’t—”Before he could finish his sentence, Jason was suddenly there, his hand gripping the young master’s wrist with a force that made him wince. The speed of Jason’s movement had left the young master—and everyone watching—stunned.They couldn't believe how he got their so fast.“What the—” the young master stammered, his face twisting in shock as Jason held h
Hearing the voice Jason stood still, his body relaxed but ready, as the man across from him snarled, his fists trembling with pent-up rage.“You’ll regret this,” the man spat, his voice dripping with venom.Immediately He took a step closer, his eyes wild with anger.At that moment Jason cocked his head slightly, his gaze steady and almost bored. “Regret?” he asked, his tone calm but cutting. “I don’t think you’ve thought this through before depriving everyone from entering as if you owns the place.”Hearing what Jason just said.The man scoffed, his lips curling into a sneer. “You talk big, but let’s see what you can actually do.” Without waiting for a response, he lunged forward, swinging a flurry of punches aimed at Jason’s face.However Jason moved effortlessly, stepping just out of reach each time. This guy’s swings are wild, no focus, all brute force. Typical Amateur. He dodged another strike, his eyes locked on the man’s every move.“Is that it?” Jason said, his voice laced wi
The burly man’s face twisted with irritation as Jason maintained his firm grip on his wrist. Immediately his eyes narrowed, a mixture of anger and disbelief flashing across his features. “I’m warning you,” he growled, his voice low and menacing. “Let me go before you regret it.”However Jason’s expression remained calm, his grip steady but not aggressive. “Not until you move aside,” he said evenly. “We’re here for a reason, and you don’t have the authority to block us.”Upon hearing what Jason just said The crowd around them murmured quietly, tension rippling through the air. The man shifted his stance, trying to pull his arm free, but Jason’s hold didn’t waver. The quiet strength in Jason’s demeanor only seemed to unsettle him further.At that moment Summer, sensing the brewing storm, quickly stepped forward, her tone light but firm. “Jason, it’s fine,” she said, placing a hand on his arm. “We don’t need to make this a bigger deal than it is.”At that moment Jason glanced at her,
At that moment Jason had just turned the key in the ignition, ready to leave, when a figure appeared out of nowhere, standing in his way. He hit the brakes instinctively and blinked, his calm demeanor briefly giving way to surprise.It was Summer.She stood there with her arms crossed, her expression unreadable as she looked at him through the windshield. At that moment Jason’s heart missed a beat. “What the hell is she doing here?”Rolling the window down, Jason leaned out slightly. “Summer?” he asked, his voice carrying a mix of shock and confusion. “What are you doing here?”Immediately Summer walked over, her steps measured, her face perfectly calm—as if she hadn’t just appeared out of nowhere. “What? Surprised to see me?” she said with a faint smirk.Hearing what summer just said .Jason narrowed his eyes slightly, trying to get a read on her. “Did you—” He hesitated. “Did you see all of that?”Summer tilted her head, feigning innocence. “See what?” she replied nonchalant
At that moment Camila stepped out of the car, her heels clicking on the pavement, her expression a mixture of surprise and curiosity. “Grandfather?” she called out, her tone sharp. “What are you doing here? Why did you come?” didn’t answer her immediately. Instead, he turned his attention to Jason, his sharp eyes studying him for a brief moment before extending a hand.Jason, unfazed by the unexpected formality, shook his hand firmly.“I’ve heard good things about you,” her grandfather said, his tone calm but laced with curiosity. He glanced at the car behind Jason, his eyes lingering on the sleek Mercedes G-Wagon. “Impressive vehicle.”Jason nodded politely, his expression neutral. “Thank you, sir.”At that moment Camila folded her arms, her frustration mounting. “Grandfather, why are you here?” she pressed, her voice carrying a slight edge. “You don’t just show up like this.”At that moment Her grandfather finally turned to her, his expression unreadable. “The school management
At that moment Jason’s calm words seemed to hang in the air, leaving the group momentarily stunned. “Bring the car around,” he had said, as though it was the most natural thing in the world. But to everyone else, it was absurd, they couldn't believe what they just heard.“Did he just… call for a car?” one of the boys whispered, his disbelief evident. “Jason? The guy who probably doesn’t even own a scooter?”Another laughed, the sound sharp and mocking. “What car is he talking about? Is he hoping a taxi will count as his ride now?”The murmurs quickly turned into open insults, their frustration boiling over. “Jason’s at it again,” someone said loudly, shaking their head. “Always trying to save face. What’s next? Claiming he owns the building too?”At that moment Robert, sensing an opportunity to fuel the fire, stepped forward with a smug grin. He looked directly at Jason, his voice loud and condescending enough for everyone to hear. “You know, Jason, you’ll never change, will yo
However Camila’s gaze stayed fixed on Natalie, her expression cold but controlled. “Apologies,” she said, her voice firm and deliberate, “are best done on knees. That is, if the person apologizing is reasonable enough.”Upon hearing what Camilla just Said.Natalie’s face burned with humiliation, but the weight of Camila’s words left her with no room for defiance. She glanced around, searching for even a shred of support from the boys, but all of them avoided her gaze. Slowly, reluctantly, she dropped to her knees, her head bowed low.“I’m sorry,” Natalie said, her voice trembling, though she tried to sound composed. “I shouldn’t have said all those words. Please forgive me.”The boys exchanged awkward glances, clearly uncomfortable but unwilling to challenge Camila. One of them finally cleared his throat, trying to ease the tension. “Alright, she has apologized. Let’s just cover her bill and move on.”Another nodded quickly, eager to move past the awkwardness. “Yeah, we can handle
At that moment The room fell into an awkward silence, the earlier mockery evaporating as Jason’s calm declaration settled over everyone. The group exchanged uneasy glances, disbelief etched across their faces.“Did he really just say he’s got this?” one whispered, leaning toward his friend.“There’s no way,” another murmured, shaking his head. “Jason doesn’t have that kind of money. What’s he playing at?”Jason, seemingly unfazed.‘His expression remained calm, but his mind wasn’t as quiet. They think they’ve cornered me. Let them think what they want. They’ll see soon enough.’At that moment Camila’s voice cut through the room like a knife. “Wait.”All heads turned toward her. The tension thickened as she reached into her purse, pulled out her own sleek black card, and tossed it onto the tray with a sharp flick of her wrist. The waiter froze, glancing between Jason and Camila.“I’ll pay,” she said firmly, her tone brooking no argument.Jason paused mid-motion,His eyes met Camila’s,