Zane's swift and precise maneuver left Daniel sprawled on the floor, drawing the attention of everyone in the room. The sudden turn of events triggered a collective murmur that rippled through the room, as onlookers tried to make sense of what had just happened.Confusion and awe mingled in the air as the witnesses exchanged observations in hushed tones. A group of people near the door clustered together, their faces filled with shock and amazement.One of them whispered incredulously, "I saw Mr. Miller about to attack Mr. Gardner from behind, but with one powerful move, Mr. Gardner managed to block and reverse the situation. How could he be so strong? Did anyone else see that?"Another bystander, squinting in thought, replied, "I didn't see it clearly, but I think you're right. Mr. Gardner must possess some incredible power to pull off such a feat."A third voice chimed in, adding to the growing admiration. "Yeah, I saw it too. And did you see how he caught a tissue block precisely w
Zane's day had been filled with exciting developments. He had experienced a significant increase in his cultivation level, thanks to an act of "face slapping" that the system deemed impressive. This accomplishment left him feeling elated and fulfilled, a tangible sign that his journey in cultivation was bearing fruit.Lost in contemplation, Zane was jolted back to reality by the piercing ring of his phone. He picked up the receiver and was greeted by the warm and professional voice of his secretary."Mr. Gardner, Ms. Claire is here and will be heading to your room," she informed him with a respectful yet familiar tone."Thank you," Zane replied, his curiosity piqued. He wondered what could have prompted Claire to visit him at his office today.Moments later, there was a soft knock on his door, and Claire entered with a cheerful smile. "Hi, Zane," she greeted him warmly."Hello, Claire. Please come in," Zane welcomed her, his tone friendly and inviting.Claire always managed to exude e
High above the bustling city, the restaurant perched atop a high-rise building, offering a breathtaking view of the city skyline. The lights of the city twinkled like stars below, creating a magical atmosphere.As Zane and Claire arrived at the rooftop, they walked towards a corner table that Claire had reserved. She intentionally chose this secluded and quiet spot away from the bustling noise of other diners.Zane gracefully pulled out Claire's chair for her."Thank you, Zane," she said with a warm smile.Then, in a slightly teasing tone, she added, "I'm curious, do you always act like this towards all women? Because I might misunderstand all your good attitudes."Zane flashed her a charming smile and replied, "Hmm...I'm not sure about that. I just want to do what I want to do."His answer was genuine and reflected his simple philosophy of acting according to his instincts.As they settled into their seats, Zane took a moment to observe their surroundings. The rooftop atmosphere was
Zane's day at the office had been long and draining, the clock's hands finally granting him freedom as they struck six. With a weary sigh, he gathered his belongings and embarked on his journey home.At that very moment, Zane received a voice note from his assistant, Cecilia."Hey Boss, do you have dinner plans for tonight? Are you going to eat at home or out?" she asked.Zane tapped the reply button on his phone and responded, "I'll be having dinner at home, Cecil." He wanted to unwind after a long day at work."Alright, Boss, I'll make sure to prepare your favorite dish then," Cecilia replied. "Just make sure to drive safely, Boss."The sky was painted in hues of orange and purple as the sun began its descent, casting a serene glow over the city. Zane's mind wandered to the comfort of his couch and the warmth of a home-cooked meal, a stark contrast to the stark fluorescent lights and the incessant hum of computers that filled his workday.His reverie was abruptly shattered by a roar
The atmosphere inside the racing arena was electrifying, a cacophony of revving engines and eager chatter. Zane felt a surge of adrenaline as he maneuvered his car through the sea of high-powered vehicles, each more imposing than the last. He could feel the weight of dozens of eyes on him, curious and speculative.As he parked his car, Zane couldn't help but feel like an outsider. He stepped out, his gaze sweeping over the crowd, a mix of seasoned racers and thrill-seekers. It was then that the blonde man, his recent adversary on the road, approached."My name is Felix Donn," he declared, his voice carrying over the murmurs of the crowd. "I must say, I appreciate your courage in showing up here."Zane, unfazed by the spectacle around him, his demeanor calm and composed. "I'm Zane Gardner," he replied, shaking Felix's hand firmly.The air was electric with anticipation, the crowd's eyes flickering between the two men.Felix's voice rose above the din, "Ladies and gentlemen," he announc
In the wake of the stunning race at the arena, Felix Donn's anger boiled over. His face contorted with rage, he confronted Zane Gardner, accusing him of cheating."You couldn't have won! You must have cheated!" Felix shouted, his voice echoing through the arena, drawing the attention of everyone around.Zane, still catching his breath from the race, looked at Felix with a mixture of surprise and disappointment. "I won fair and square, Felix. There was no cheating," he replied calmly, trying to diffuse the tension.The crowd, already buzzing with excitement from the race, was taken aback by Felix's outburst. Whispers and murmurs rippled through the spectators, many of whom were shocked at Felix's accusation."Did he really cheat?" Some wondered aloud, while others defended Zane, "He raced honestly, it was clear to see!"But Felix, consumed by his fury, was not in a mood to listen. In a sudden move, driven by his anger, he lunged at Zane. The crowd gasped in shock. Felix, known among th
As the first rays of sunlight peeked through the windows, the sky was slowly painted in hues of soft blues and pinks, signaling the beginning of a new day. In the peacefulness of the early morning, Zane was already up and about in the kitchen, preparing breakfast.The rhythmic sounds of cooking and the alluring aroma of the morning meal filled the air, tempting Cecilia out of her slumber. She lay in her bed for a moment, savoring the delicious smell before finally getting up.She couldn't help but whisper to herself, still in a soft and drowsy tone, "Wow, the food is absolutely amazing."With curiosity and hunger guiding her, Cecilia made her way to the kitchen. As she entered, she was met with a familiar and comforting sight. She wasn't surprised, as Zane had always wanted to open his own restaurant."Good morning, boss," she greeted with a smile, finding Zane deeply engrossed in his cooking. He was wearing a black apron, a sharp contrast to the soft morning light."Did you forget to
As David Brown's booming laughter and condescending remarks filled the room, Zane sat calmly in his chair, unfazed by the judgment and ridicule he had grown accustomed to receiving. He had faced similar treatment from others who knew of his past as the former son-in-law of the wealthy Amber family. And David was no exception."Ha, you may not know me personally," David sneered, a smirk playing on his lips. "But you're quite the talk among Mr. Amber's employees. The son-in-law who was just a hitchhiker! Ha ha ha."Zane remained silent, maintaining his composure despite David's rude remarks. It was clear that David's perception of him was heavily influenced by Amber's version of events. The condescending tone and derogatory comments made it clear that David held a deep-seated disdain for Zane.But David was not done yet. "I can't believe I'm actually meeting you here, after your divorce from Mrs. Nora Amber," he continued, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "What brings you here? Looking