“Yura!” greeted everyone within that group as they stood up. Yura was the eldest grandson of the Yaleman family, and he was also Lady Yaleman’s favorite grandson. As a result, everyone in the group naturally looked up to him. “Well you’re all early! Before anything else, though, I’d like to introduce my friends here! This young lady is my classmate in university! You can call her Marilyn! As for this beauty, her name’s Giya and she’s Marilyn’s ex-high school classmate when she was still in Mayberry City!” said Yura as he looked at Giya. Standing next to the already beautiful Marilyn, Giya’s beauty was somehow amplified, and her excellent temperament made her all the more alluring. When he had first met Giya, he hadn’t expected to feel so moved by her beauty since he was already so used to seeing beautiful women. After exchanging greetings, Yura then looked at Giya before asking with a smile, “Speaking of which, you don’t mind me calling you Giya, right?” In response, Giya
“Serene County? Hahaha! That’s him alright!” said someone from the crowd as the rest of them laughed. “Oh god, for real? Gerald the pauper’s actually your relative?” replied Marilyn, her shock apparent on her face. “Sadly, legally, it’s true. However, the Yalemans have and will never acknowledge Gerald as part of our family!” said Yura with a wry smile on his face. Giya herself didn’t really care what the others had to say about him. Instead, she was simply excited that he was possibly coming! “Will Gerald be coming later, Yura?” asked Giya. In response, Yura nodded before saying, “I assume Bea’s bringing him over! Speak of the devil!” As soon as his sentence ended, the door opened and Bea entered. Seeing that Gerald wasn’t present, Giya couldn’t help but feel slightly anxious. “Didn’t that bumpkin come along, Bea?” asked one of the girls there. Since Bea was usually regarded as the lowest in rank within their family, nobody usually took her seriously. It was the reason
Yura and the others shook their own heads and laughed as well as the scene progressed. Gerald was simply too much. To think that he was acting so powerful just seconds ago when everyone here clearly knew about his background! “After transferring schools back then, we haven’t been in contact for so many years, Marilyn. I really hadn’t expected you to know my cousins!” said Gerald in response. “Either way, there’s no need for us to talk pointlessly anymore. You almost make it sound like I even want to contact you! Just find someplace to sit down already!” replied Marilyn, a hint of disgust in her voice. Hearing that, Gerald could only smile helplessly as he went toward a seat. Just as he was about to sit down, however, another voice suddenly called out to him. “Gerald!” Looking up, Gerald got the shock of his life. “…Giya? What are you doing here too?” D*mn it! Gerald really hadn’t expected to bump into so many familiar faces wherever he went! Ever since that incident,
“You… You smoke these kinds of cigarettes, Gerald…?” Everyone felt like they had just received mental slaps to their faces. This was especially so for Yura. To think that he had specifically brought along cigarettes that he had asked his friend to buy for him all the way from M country. The ones he had were really precious and expensive. He had honestly been waiting to pass them around so that the crowd would praise and admire him. After all, when a young man went out, the first thing people would tend to notice would be his attire. Next, they would see what kind of watch he was wearing. Last but not least, if he was a smoker, they would definitely want to identify what brand of cigarettes he smoked. All these worked together to establish a man’s ‘grades’. To Yura’s dismay, he was the one who ended up receiving the mental slap once Gerald took his own box of cigarettes out! “I don’t usually smoke. I just grabbed these as I was heading out today!” explained Gerald. He hadn
“…Hold on. X-One cigarettes? I’ve never seen anyone smoking this brand of cigarettes in Weston before!” said Delilah as her gaze fell upon the box of cigarettes that had been thrown to the side. She seemed to be deeply enticed by the cigarettes. “Oh god, this is so embarrassing! I should’ve told that country bumpkin of a cousin to put them away! Miss Delilah’s husband is a very powerful person in M country! What impression would we leave on her once she finds out that we smoke fake cigarettes?” whispered several of the boys among themselves. It wasn’t only the males who bore awkward expressions on their faces, but also the girls. “Excuse me, but could I have one of your cigarettes? I’ve not tasted this brand of cigarettes in a little over half a year now after coming to Weston!” enquired Delilah as she smiled. “Huh? Half a year? Does that mean she was among the first to try it out when it began initial production?!” “It’s over. It’s all over! I’m going to be so embarrassed on
“Classic French? What is even going on anymore?!” Everyone was utterly stunned. Seeing that a top socialite in Yanken was behaving so respectfully toward Gerald, Bea was extremely happy. “Regardless, it’s truly been an honor to meet you here today, Mr. Gerald! I’ll be personally bearing all the expenses of anything you order here tonight!” said Delilah as she politely stretched her hand out toward Gerald. In her eyes, the value of befriending such a powerful figure as Gerald certainly outweighed the cost of one night’s bill. In response, Gerald reached out as well and shook Delilah’s hand before saying, “It’s a pleasure, Miss Delilah!” After Delilah finally left, the room was greeted by an almost pressuring silence. Yura in particular, felt like he had just received the most massive slap in his life. He had been completely embarrassed in front of all the others. “…C-could I… Try one of your cigarettes, Gerald?” asked one of the cousins there as he looked at Gerald. After se
“S-something terrible has happened! A few drunkards have just dragged Bea into their room after insisting that she have a drink with them!” shouted Xoey. Upon hearing that, Gerald immediately dashed out of the room. Right outside, he bumped into the other female cousins who had earlier gone to the ladies together. All of them looked equally terrified. “Where’s Bea?” demanded Gerald. “S-she’s been dragged into Room 103!” replied one of the girls as she quivered. Getting the answer he needed, Gerald ran there as fast as he could. As for the rest of the boys in the room, all of them simply stood in place. While they knew that they didn’t need to be afraid since they were all members of the Yaleman family, directly confronting the drunkards would definitely lead to some of them getting beaten up! With that in mind, many of them began making phone calls instead. Giya herself followed Gerald out with a worried expression on her face. “W-what should we do now…?” whispered the
“Why don’t you come over here?!”It was at this moment that one of Brandon’s rough and stalwart men tried to take advantage of Gerald’s conversation and grab Giya over to their side.However, someone caught hold of his wrist as soon as he reached towards her.The crisp sound of his arm bones cracking followed.The man’s wrist was forcibly bent to an extremely jarring angle.Argh!The person started squealing miserably like a pig that was about to get slaughtered.After that, Gerald grabbed the man’s hair with all of his strength before his head was sent slamming towards the marble wine table in front of them.Boom!With a loud crashing sound, the marble wine table was smashed into pieces with the poor man’s head.Blood poured profusely from his skull as the man convulsed on the floor. “What?!”Suddenly, Brandon awakened from his drunken stupor.Much to his surprise, this young brat was actually stronger than he anticipated. After all, that goon of his was one of his stron