Ashley gazed at them complicatedly. She suddenly envied Susan a little. Why was she always better off?Seeing Susan nod, Jason actually reassured gently with a smile, "Wait for me, we'll go eat."With that, he headed for the front desk.Harold and the others were shocked. What was this idiot trying to do? If he sought death, it was no business of theirs. Just don't implicate them! Clearly he had mental issues.Walter Bell hurriedly stood to stop him. "What are you doing? Offend Mr. Reed and you'll be done for!" But no sooner had he spoken than Jason grabbed and flung him out like trash, crashing heavily to the floor."You..." Walter Bell stared in terror. Was this really that Jason? Reed family peripheral member? What did that mean?Brandon Reed's expression suddenly froze, seeming to reveal panic. Then he yelled angrily, "You've got quite the nerve, daring to offend my Reed family! Don't you fear..."But before he finished, Jason suddenly kicked him right in the face.A loud thud ra
"What's going on? Speak," Mr. Terry frowned, feeling an ominous thumping in his chest.The front desk beauty pointed at Jason in horror and stammered, "He... He's actually a first generation crystal member, the highest level, globally limited..."She didn't finish before Mr. Terry stiffened as if struck by lightning, scared out of his wits. A first generation crystal member? Those... Those were priceless, with only a hundred issued globally. How could he have one?Though he hadn't shown a membership card, the data was in the system. Just his name was enough.Brandon Reed was stunned for three whole seconds before pouncing at the front desk in disbelief, bulging eyes fixed on the screen. No way there was a first generation crystal member here!But the next moment, he was petrified. That simple line of data made his vision dim. Ignoring everything else, just the crystal membership alone, the highest of the three tiers, was not someone he could afford to offend. Let alone a globally lim
Jeremy, Harold and the others also froze, looking at him in disbelief. Real or fake?Under their stares, Jason silently nodded. He had just borrowed Justin Wesley's identity earlier. Without the password, he couldn't have accessed it since he didn't have the black card today.Seeing his admission, they were flabbergasted. He actually dared to impersonate someone at Riches Restaurant. Was he mad? Wasn't he afraid of being found out and getting his limbs broken?"F*ck, why didn't you say so earlier? Scared me for nothing, I saw through you long ago. Knew you were bluffing all along. Making me kneel so long."Jeremy suddenly exploded with curses and stood up.The dozen plus people also looked at Jason with contempt and disdain. As expected, still a useless nobody.Even the newly freed Ashley gave a dismissive, contemptuous look, forgetting who had just saved her from despair.Walter Bell's eyes lit up, seeming to regain his confidence in an instant. He sneered, "Some advantages can only
Zipping around in an electric scooter was quite carefree, but inappropriate for her status as acting chairman. People would surely laugh to hear of it. Even Robert Brown, Alexander Brown, and Margaret Brown lived much better than Susan. He stroked his chin, thinking the new BMW i8 looked quite nice and stylish...Just then, Kyle suddenly returned dragging a manager, relieved as he said, "Mr. Gray, it's him - the one who hired me to cripple you.""Hmm?"Jason looked the man up and down, pointy-chinned with a monkey-like face, now filled with shock. But he didn't recognize the man and asked doubtfully, "Do we have a grudge?""No... no, brother, I mean boss, it's a misunderstanding, a true misunderstanding! The real person wanting to harm you isn't me, but a bastard named Taylor. He didn't want to show his face and had me contact some fighters."The pointy-faced manager quickly confessed."Named Taylor?" Jason raised a brow, suddenly realizing, "Could it be Andrew Taylor? The one with e
Seeing his trembling excitement and twisted glee, Kyle cursed inwardly, his muscles tense. Though he disliked the man, his words were likely true. He had seen experts in the military and much since retiring. It wasn't hard to see the formidable skill of these dozens of bodyguards. As for the Sanchez family's security team, one could imagine. Even randomly grabbing one would yield an expert.With his own skills, he could handle three at most. As for Mr. Gray, no matter how strong, it was impossible to beat dozens. An utterly impossible feat."Damn it, damn it..." Jason was cold and sharp, somewhat beyond expectations, arousing his killing intent. He had been too lenient, leading to some repeatedly provoking him. Though this was Sanchez territory and the men difficult to handle, Jason was truly enraged this time and determined to settle this no matter the cost."Stubborn fool. I was inclined to spare you for your years with Susan's family, but you dare plot against me from the shadow
"Vroom... grr..." The beastly roar of the engine was thrilling and resonated loudly. A brand new BMW i8 drifted over to Steven Martin and the others, smoothly coming to a stop."Whose car is this? Kyle, did you buy it?" Steven Martin looked at the driving Kyle in disbelief.Just then, Jason silently walked over, glancing back at the Sanchez Car Shop as he said, "It's a gift from Billy Sanchez. Interesting fellow, clearly not the debauched playboy portrayed outside.""Who? The young master of Sanchez Group? That number one rich second generation in Emerald City, Billy Sanchez?" Steven Martin cried out in astonishment. Although he now controlled Emerald City's underworld with unprecedented might, before the Sanchez family he was still just a gangster. The true overlord of Emerald City was still the Sanchez family.Though he had never met Billy Sanchez, being able to casually gift a car worth over a million dollars meant the man was either addicted to luxury or tremendously bold.Jaso
Especially Mary Martinez, never imagining that marrying into the Taylor family for status and vanity would require them to provide bride price. Wouldn't that be paying them instead? What kind of status was that?The seated Susan was also shocked by these words. If not for her mother coercing her on threat of death, how could she sit here letting them denigrate her? "Your Taylor family aims too high, beyond our reach. Please leave." Susan said calmly.Hearing this, Mary Martinez anxiously added under Mrs. Taylor's glare, "Susan is young and foolish. As parents we decide for her. But asking us for bride price is unreasonable. You should know our Susan is now the chairman of Brown Group, holding great power. Marrying into your Taylor family would be an honor. And our two families have been friends for years."She was greedy, but never expected to meet someone greedier. There was no way she'd give her daughter away for free!But Mrs. Taylor disdainfully sneered at her words, "What use is
But Jason simply snorted disdainfully, "Watch your words, old woman. I didn't lay a finger on him, ask him yourself if you don't believe me."At this, Andrew shuddered and hurriedly stammered in fright, "I...I fell myself. Mr. Gray had nothing to do with it. Mother, how could you say that about him? You should be apologizing.""What?" Everyone present was dumbfounded.Mr. Gray? Apologize? Were they hallucinating?Mrs. Taylor stared at Andrew incredulously, "What did you call me? And what is he? You would have me apologize to the likes of him? Did you hit your head? Speaking such nonsense!"She rushed over to check him, accidentally touching his left arm. Andrew shrieked in pain."My arm...it's broken..." He had turned ghostly pale, drenched in cold sweat.Though Jason had been merciful, Steven Martin was from the underworld, one of Jason's own men. Some retribution was needed to establish proper authority. Breaking Andrew's arm ensured no easy recovery."What is going on here? A fall