Jason's voice was getting faint, the two people were talking in a minimal tone. It even sounded like a whisper. "I know, you're Jason Pitt." said his friend innocently.He was only a clubmate with Jason, he didn't know much about the man in front of him. But he knew the Pitt family was more prominent than him, and he had to believe in absolute power in New Orlando.Melvis, who heard that, was getting increasingly curious because the tone of their conversation was getting smaller, he wanted to approach them closer. Melvis immediately saw the paper grocery bag of one of Jason Pitt's friends. He stood up and walked past them, deliberately tripping the paper tote bag next to the chair until it fell."Hey man, look around!" Jason Pitt's friend snapped.Focused initially on watching Jason, he immediately focused on his fallen tote bag. "Ah, I'm so sorry." Melvis said politely. He put the fallen mineral water into the bag while bowing.Not forgetting that Melvis inserted a wiretap as small
Melvis and Quen were separated by the crowd between them. The arguments around them made Melvis even more uncomfortable as the road to the exit became congested. The man who initially flirted with Patricia then argued with another female golf caddy. Melvis sighed and looked closely at Quen to break through. "How noisy you are, you cheap woman! How much do you want? I can give it to you now," the potbellied old man snapped at the beautiful woman with an ass that still looked very bouncy despite being covered by a long skirt.Patricia was so beautiful she made even her coworkers jealous. Her beautiful curves were able to hypnotize everyone. Her mixed Caucasian and Asian face can mesmerize anyone, especially when staring at her green eyes for 10 seconds. She was like a genuine goddess. Some of Patricia's seniors whispered to each other, then they approached Patricia and the bloated man. They had been ignoring the situation of Patricia, who was being severely scolded by the perverted p
"How could he not?" a man's voice sounded.Melvis was so surprised when he found out that the source of the voice was a person with significant influence in New Orlandio. He is not a businessman who is so big that he can own New Orlandio in one hand.But He is a person who can hold New Orlandio through the voices of internet citizens who support him. He is Adam Charlogss, a middle-class entrepreneur and influencer who has filled social media in recent years. "Hey, Guys! What's going on here?" he said with Melvis and the old man. He said that in front of his flashing camera, but he was focused on the old man whose face was twitching with anger. Melvis was very surprised that in a place like this, he should meet an influencer who was always flaunting his wealth and business type in New Orlando. He was a Trader, a wealthy Coin player and an influence who always showed off how much his endorsements cost. "What's the commotion here? Oh, maybe you don't know me. Introduce, I'm Adam Char
Adam laughed and rechecked his phone. Paying attention to the footage of the incident that he recorded remotely. He then focused back on Melvis, who wanted to get away from him, "uh yeah, who was that? Melvis? What's your last name?" asked Adam Charloggs curiously.Melvis glanced at Adam, who was walking beside him, He just smiled. "Just Melvis," he replied flatly.He had expected the celebrity boy to follow him and insist on asking for his last name. Adam patted Melvis on the back casually as if they were old friends and very close, "Come on, man, tell me your last name," Adam said in non-formal language."Hey, Adam, I'm older than you," said Melvis. He then dodged Adam's hand that tried to embrace him. "Ah, really?!" Adam became more enthusiastic. He admired Melvis' calmness, but it made him want to get close to Melvis repeatedly out of curiosity for the man. A man followed Melvis and Adam; he was Quen. But because of Melvis' eye code, Quen didn't walk near Melvis. But a while l
In New Orlando's downtown park, a huge festival was held. The big festival was celebrated in front of the White House. While people were getting excited when the New Orlando tourism minister was about to pass by and open the festival.Melvis was eating gelato in front of the café, Quen was standing behind him to keep his young master from blending into the crowd. "Huh?!" Melvis was enjoying his pistachio and mint-flavored gelato, he then looked to the right and left. He just realized Quen was not with him. A confused Melvis immediately stood up, "Quen?" he muttered. While Quen, who was standing behind Melvis' chair, immediately walked in front of the young man, "What's wrong, sir?" Melvis was startled and backed away instantly as Quen appeared suddenly in front of his eyes. "Oh my!" he muttered. "What's wrong, sir? Are you looking for me?" Quen confusedly pointed to where he had been standing since ten minutes ago. Melvis frowned, then he looked around, it was getting crowded ne
The sarcastic voice was accompanied by giggles from two girls. Melvis, who felt his focus was disturbed, turned around with a flat face. "Ah, who else?" he thought. Melvis turned his head and found two girls whispering to each other while laughing at her. In front of the two girls dressed in miniature was the participant of the archery competition, a man who also emphasized his muscles from the curves of his tight clothes. The man looked at Melvis mockingly and emphasized his large arm muscles while stylishly holding a crossbow. "What are you looking at, man? You're jealous of my muscles, aren't you?!" he said with a chuckle mocking Melvis. Melvis smiled and then went back to ignoring him, disgusted by the attitude of a man whose narcissism was far above the average human being. Melvis tried to warm up again by pulling the string without an arrow. He tried to ignore the laughter of the two women, who clearly sounded like they were mocking him."Hey man, why are you hesitating so
"Rancid bastard!" shouted Dustin in disgust. He was annoyed and stomped the ground they were standing on. But Melvis, who saw that, grinned happily. Melvis also raised his arms and crossbow, cheering on the crowd. It was as if their competition was like a fight in the colonial era. "Hey, asshole! Don't get excited yet, I know you got lucky this time. And my failure this time must be because you're a bad luck charm," said Dustin, who immediately pointed at Melvis from a few meters away. A host running for several tens of meters finally reached them. "Woah woah, what's going on, man?" the host asked. He stood in the middle between Melvis, grinning happily, and Dustin, furrowing his brow with a very annoyed and angry face."Calm down, Dustin," the two women approached and calmed Dustin down by stroking his large arm muscles."Yeah, you should know there's no way I'm losing to that little loser. There must be something wrong with my crossbow!" Dustin snapped. Annoyed, He looked dow
"Huh, what the hell!" shouted one of the spectators.The rest of the audience was shocked by the appearance of the betting item Melvis had pulled out. They looked at each other in their seatmates. "Err... are you sure about that betting item, sir?" asked the host questioning Melvis behind his microphone. He just gawked at the small object Melvis held up.Unlike the others, Melvis showed his watch with confidence and a smile on his handsome face.BAMM!Dustin kicked the committee table very hard because he couldn't accept being played by Melvis. "Who the fuck do you think you're messing with?!" Dustin shouted in disgust. He played the crowd to his favor and belittled Melvis, "That watch costs at least 500 fucking dollars!" Dustin taunted, pointing at the tiny watch Melvis was holding. "Really," interrupted the host, "I-I don't think that's an even bet. M-maybe if it's a brand-name watch, it's worth thousands of dollars, but compared to the car bet, it's unbalanced," the man explaine