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 music played softly in the background as Jason and Summer stood on the stage, under the bright lights. The crowd below them started cheering, but Jason’s mind was elsewhere. He could feel his heart beating in his chest as he looked at Summer, unsure of what to do. He wanted to take her hand to guide her in the dance, but he hesitated. Summer has a boyfriend, and Jason didn’t want to overstep any boundaries. He doesn't want anything that would come between Summer and her boyfriend; she's a friend he really wants to keep.If things were different, if Summer didn’t have a boyfriend, he would have held her hand properly; let them enjoy the moment fully. But now he couldn't.Summer stood across from him, her eyes meeting Jason's eyes briefly before looking away. She was feeling a mix of emotions too. Deep down, she regretted lying to Jason about having a boyfriend because she knows he must be thinking about that now, and he would want to respect the boyfriend she doesn't have.Th
Upon hearing Jason's words, Summer managed to smile at Jason, her eyes sparkling with forced excitement. Deep down, she doesn't want him to go, but at the same time she can't do anything about it. Jason deserves the best, and she can't give him any of that.“Don't worry, Jason. Camilla's really nice. She'll contact you, okay? Just don't reach out to her first. Let her make the first move because I'm going to give her your number and picture; if she is interested, she will call.”Summer doesn't want a situation when Camilla would talk to Jason in a nasty manner, so it's better she calls him first.Jason nodded, feeling a mix of nerves, since summer isn't interested and the little things that just happened on the stage were just an incident and nothing more because he doesn't want to hurt Summer in any way. That was why he asked her if she's alright with it. He had always admired Camilla from afar. She was the kind of girl who seemed out of reach, like a star in the sky. But now, wit
Jason stood in the middle of the fancy store, his heart pounding like a drum in his chest. This was his first time doing this, and he could feel the weight of everyone’s eyes on him, which made him uncomfortable; the look on their faces, he could tell they were judging him. He knew they were waiting for him to make a fool of himself, so they could all laughed at him, but Jason wasn’t about to give them that satisfaction they think they are going to have.He wasn’t going to back down; no matter how much they laughed or sneered at him, he's going to get the suit he wants.Jeremy, smug grin, leaned casually against a display case, his arm draped around his girlfriend’s shoulders. “Look at him.”Jeremy said loudly, his voice dripping with sarcasm.“He’s asking for the most expensive thing in the store! Can you believe it? What a joke! He probably doesn’t even know where he is; he must be thinking here is some kind of a roadside store.”Jeremy smiled.“I tried to advise him as a friend,
Jeremy and the rest were frozen in their positions when they saw the manager walk in. Their eyes were wide with shock, and some of them even gasped. It was clear they hadn’t expected to see him there.Jeremy, still a bit nervous, tried to explain the situation.“Sir Jason is poor and needs help; he can't afford anything here.”However, the manager didn't listen to what Jeremy just said; instead, he looked at them with a serious face and said.“Mr.Jason might be poor, but that doesn’t mean he’s not smart. He knows more than you think.”The words hung in the air, making Jeremy and his friends feel even more surprised.Jeremy, still unsure of what was happening; he didn't want to make any mistakes, quickly pointed at Jason.“It’s him, sir.” Jeremy said, his voice dripping with mockery.“But he’s just wasting your time. Jason’s poor! He can’t afford something like that, please don't waste your energy on him, he's useless, very useless.”Jeremy realized the manager must have heard about
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,