CHAPTER 63
Author: Chessman
last update2024-08-18 23:24:49

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
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