After driving for several minutes and finally seeing that they had pulled their car to a stop, ex-ranger Jackson waited in his car until he watched as they stepped out and handed their keys to the valet like a seasoned observer at a theater, eagerly anticipating the opening act of a thrilling play.Observing their actions, he saw how they held each other’s hands as they climbed the stairs, resembling romantic movie stars deeply in love and beauty.Peering at the wall of the building they entered, he noticed its façade featured large, arched windows framed by ornate trim, allowing glimpses of the warm light within.At the top of the building, he read to himself the inscription on the wall like a scholar unraveling the secrets of an ancient text. “The Lantern Grove Bistro.”With the large windows on the wall, he was able to see through them as they walked in through the glass door and observe the angle at which they took their seats.Once seated, he watched as Mark waved to the waiter,
"Am I not talking to you, you poor thing?" Jessica fired again, and Julius only turned his eyes to her.Immediately as he turned his eyes to her, he saw Mark equally seated at the same table as Jessica.Since they were freshmen, he had always seen Mark around, but they had never spoken. However, it did not mean that Julius did not know a little or more about him."Hello, Mark? How do you do?" Julius smiled at him from his seat; however, Mark's response was a lie. To say that Mark hated him as well was an understatement. He did not like him at all for most of the reasons people hated him."How dare you open your poverty-stricken mouth and greet my boyfriend? How dare you?" Jessica wouldn't take it anymore. It was not enough that Julius's presence in the same restaurant disgusted her to the bone marrow. She saw him as pretending to be rich."The worst thing of all is for a poor bastard like you to pretend like he is rich. How many people have you scammed today, huh?"Hearing this, Juliu
Hearing the people laugh at them, ex-ranger Jackson saw Jessica grab Mark by his wrist in vexation and walk out of the restaurant like a wounded lioness, leading her wounded cub away from a pack of hyenas.Even as they walked in anger, it didn't mean the people in the restaurant stopped laughing at them at that instant. They continued to laugh, and as they walked out through the door, the door host bowed at them.Seeing how the door host bowed at them and how they both understood the sarcasm in that gesture, the people poked and grinned at them more. It felt good for Julius to see how Jessica felt a bit of what she and her friend had always made him feel all these years. With this, Julius continuously drank his coffee until he was done with it, feeling satisfied by the recent scenario of making Jessica and her boyfriend a laughing stock.When he was done with his coffee, he rose up gently and fastened his suit button into the right hole, and then Mr. Turner bowed to him immediately l
Outside the restaurant, Mr. Turner quickly opened the back seat door of the Cadillac Escalade parked right outside. As Mr. Turner opened the door, Julius stepped into the cocoon of its luxurious interior. Behind him, ex-ranger Jackson also stepped in, and thus, slowly but swiftly, Mr. Turner closed the door for them and stood guard outside. The interior of the Cadillac was so luxurious that ex-ranger Jackson had never been in such an expensive car before. The white interior exuded sophistication as plush leather seats embraced them in comfort, their immaculate surface gleaming under the soft ambient lighting. Similarly, ex-ranger Jackson observed how Julius reached for the bottle of wine nestled in the center console. With a graceful twist, he saw how Julius uncorked the bottle and poured a generous amount into a pair of exquisite crystal glasses resting on a polished wood tray between them. “Here,” he heard Julius offer him a glass of wine, and with this, he stretched his hand
“A video of them f**king? Haha! Birds of a feather flock together indeed.”“I don’t get that, sir.”“Ex-ranger Jackson, my ex-girlfriend is a friend of this girl, and right at the point I found out she was cheating on me was when I went to deliver goods to a client in a hotel. It was a pack of condoms that the client was about to use with my girlfriend.”“I remember this day like it’s yesterday. How would you feel to know that right behind that room you just left in shame, someone just yanked down your girlfriend's pants and was having hard sex with her?”“I've never been able to love, sir. I was an ex-ranger.”“Well, in one way or another, you saved yourself from peril. Loving the wrong person can damage you forever. They say time heals, but trust me, you continue to hurt each time you remember how you have been there for them, only for them to betray you easily.”“You know, that very day, I heard the way she moaned and all of that crap just as I walked down the corridor. Can you gue
"At 10 p.m., just as Emily said the space would start, without being a second late, the Twitter space already began. However, to say it started while they were both in their different houses would be a lie.At this moment, Emily had already invited herself to Jessica’s place and was staying overnight. In this manner, the Twitter space was unlike the last time; this time, it was a video space where each participant could see the host and the co-host.With this, Emily dressed as if she were going to a corporate office. She wore a fitted black blazer over a crisp white blouse, paired with tailored trousers that accentuated her slender frame.Her dark hair was pulled back into a sleek ponytail, framing her face and highlighting her sharp features. Minimalistic jewelry adorned her ears and wrists. And Jessica remained dressed in the same way.Sitting side by side, Emily began, “Hey fellas, you know the drill; we're here again for another episode of 'The Punk Poorest Guy on Campus.' And jus
“Who is this?””Who wrote this nonsense?”“Did I just read a comment from an unknown person defending that punk bastard?”“Who's that?”“Everyone has a name; why don’t you?”Ex-ranger Jackson, at this instant, saw comments redirecting to the anonymous comment, and hence he could not take his eyes off the phone screen. And in the same way,“You know, if what you said is true, we should hear it from the horse's mouth herself. You said Olivia told you this? Let her be on the mic, and let us hear it from her.”Commenting on this, ex-ranger Jackson saw another ton of comments showing at the bottom of his screen and floating up one after another.“There may be some sense in what this anonymous guy is saying.”“Yeah, Emily, let us hear it from Olivia herself.”“Let her speak for herself.”“Where is Olivia? She should tell us herself.”Seeing these comments, Emily suddenly voiced out as she said,“Hahaha, it's so disappointing that you guys chose to believe an anonymous person hiding behind t
Immediately, as the anonymous commenter wrote, there was a comment that popped up instantly under his comment, like mushrooms sprouting after rain.“Nonsense! Whatever my girlfriend says is the truth. If she says Julius has a small dick, then Julius has a small dick. Emily, I will send you another ten buffaloes tonight if you kick that anonymous out of the space.”Instantly as the comment popped, ex-ranger Jackson checked who the commenter was, and he saw that it was Alexander Reeds. Seeing this, he smirked like a cat that had just cornered a mouse.“This rich brat will cover anything up with his money, huh?” He mused as he glanced at Emily and Jessica in the room.At that moment, he saw Emily pacing around like a troubled person, battling inner worries and frustration. “Maybe the anonymous commenter finally hit a nerve. Miss Emily is boiling, and it's all about to go down,” he thought as he smirked again, then he fell his eyes upon his phone screen.As he looked at his phone screen,