Lynette’s eyes fidgeted as she saw Jeremiah suspend a brute like Paul in the air with a single hand.How was it possible for someone his size to be that strong? She also noticed that it didn’t seem like Jeremiah was exerting himself and was actually way stronger than what he was showcasing now.How was that even possible?“Are you okay?” Jeremiah looked at Lynette and asked her.“Huh?” Lynette said after snapping out of her daze.“I said, are you okay? He didn’t hurt you too much, did he?” Jeremiah asked.Lynette checked her arm, which was red from how hard Paul had grabbed her, then she looked at Jeremiah and shook her head.“I’m fine, young master,” she said.Jeremiah, whose senses were heightened and was a very intuitive person, knew that she was lying as her expression was a dead giveaway. There was no way someone as big as Paul didn’t hurt her the way he grabbed her arm and Jeremiah became even more infuriated.He faced Paul and yelled, “How dare you lay your fingers on her, yo
Inside the welcome ceremony.The servers had started serving gourmet dishes to the guests and Brenda’s stomach had started grumbling from a strong hunger.She wasn’t that hungry until she smelled the delicious aroma of the dishes, but now that she had, she wanted to gulp them down.“I really want to eat something,” Brenda said to Kristin, her hand on her stomach. “Yeah, me too. Let’s call one of the servers to bring us something” Kristin said, then she looked for one of the servers whose back was turned to them as he served another guest, and she called out to him.The server turned around and to her surprise it was Desmond. Immediately, her expression dulled as she lost her appetite and didn’t want him to come near them.Unfortunately, Brenda didn’t pick up on that and called him over anyway. “What do you think you’re doing?” Kristin asked her hungry best friend.“What? I thought you wanted to eat just as much as I do” Brenda replied, a confused grimace on her face.“Yes, but not
“Where do you think you’re going, huh?” David asked angrily.“David?” Desmond's eyes blinked rapidly. “I said, where the hell do you think you’re going? Did you forget that you have a job to do?” David asked.Desmond gulped because he knew that he had messed up. His only reason for being at the welcome ceremony was to work, so where was he running off to? “I’m just… Umm…” Desmond cleared his throat “I’m just going to step out for a moment, but don’t worry, I’ll be right back.”Just then, David chuckled and Desmond got confused.“Sorry, ‘cause for a second there I thought I misheard you. Did you just say that you were going back to work and that you’re sorry for taking a little break?” David said.Desmond grimaced, understanding that David didn’t misunderstand or mishear him but rather was telling him not to repeat the nonsense he just said and that he should do what he told him or there would be consequences.What should he do? He feared David and didn’t want to incur his wrath, bu
Jeremiah and Lynette finally made it to the building where the welcome ceremony was taking place and just as Jeremiah was about to head to the entrance, Lynette told him to stop.Jeremiah looked at her, wondering why she stopped him.“We’re supposed to meet up with Mister Kingston when we get here, remember?” She said. “That’s right. Isn’t he inside though?” Jeremiah asked.Lynette nodded.“Yes, he is”“Then why are you stopping me from going in?” Jeremiah asked.“Because we are supposed to go in another way. This way is for the guests, whereas you, young master, are to go in through a special passage,” Lynette said, and Jeremiah groaned. “A special passage? So you’re saying that Kingston is waiting for me at that special passage,” Jeremiah said, and Lynette nodded. Jeremiah had no problem going through a special passage if that’s what they wanted him to do, but he was curious to see how the welcome ceremony looked from the perspective of one of the guests. He had never attended a
“Jeremiah? Has anyone heard that name before?”“Not me. I also haven’t seen him before, so I can’t tell if he’s someone important or not.”“But come to think of it, why does his face seem so oddly familiar? It’s on the tip of my tongue, but I just can’t grasp it.”“I think you’re right, he does have a very familiar face, but why is that?”“Forget about all that! What I want to know is how he knew that the gift Malcolm presented was a fake?”The guests murmured as they stared at Jeremiah. “Jeremiah or whatever your name is, who do you think you are to stand there and say that the gift I spent years and money to get and bring to this ceremony is fake?!” Malcolm asked angrily. “That’s right, who are you and can you tell everyone how you know that the mirror is a fake?” The presenter asked. Just then, Jeremiah grimaced and looked down.Truth be told, he too didn’t know why he said that the gift Malcolm had presented was fake or how he knew that it was a fake, but, for some reason, he j
While everyone had been berating Jeremiah after they asked him to prove that what he said about Malcolm’s gift was true, and he kept quiet, searching within to know why he felt the mirror was a fake magical item in the first place. He needed to know how he knew to be able to prove that what he said was true and after a couple of seconds of reflecting, he finally found the answer. He knew exactly how to prove whether an item was magical or not. Jeremiah saw all the eyes that were glued to the mirror he held in both hands, and he too looked at the mirror. “Have any of you ever seen a magical item before?” Jeremiah asked the crowd and they all looked confused. “Seems like no one other than Mister Ludwig, who brought the gift, and you, who says it’s a fake, has experience with magical items,” the presenter said on behalf of the crowd. Jeremiah chuckled. “So how can you guys know it’s real if you’ve never had any experience with one before? Does Malcolm climbing that podiu
Seeing the vitriolic gazes aimed at him, Malcolm, who didn’t know what to do, ended up chuckling nervously. “You guys can’t seriously be taking what that bastard said as the truth, can you?” Malcolm asked as a way to discredit Jeremiah, but saw that his attempts were futile.“Why shouldn’t we, Mister Ludwig? He said that the mirror would explode when destroyed if it was a real magical item, but it didn’t, so he was right, and you are a liar!” The presenter said.Among everyone there, the presenter was the most angry because he had propped up Malcolm when he said his gift was a magical item, and finding out that it was a lie made him feel like he was an idiot who believed the man. Malcolm’s brain fired on all cylinders, trying to come up with something else to say to save himself, and just in the nick of time, an idea popped up. “Wait a minute, who is he for all of you to believe that what he said is true?” Malcolm asked, pointing at Jeremiah.“What do you mean? We all saw what happ
Malcolm gulped, fear in his eyes. There truly was no way out of this mess this time. Malcolm quickly went on his knees, pressed his head on the floor, and groveled at Reginald’s feet. “Please forgive me, Your Majesty! I didn’t know that the mirror wasn’t a true magical item! Even I was fooled by the merchant who sold it to me,” Malcolm pleaded. “I’m confused, didn’t you say that you spent years and millions to obtain the mirror?” Reginald asked. “That’s right your majesty. Millions of my hard-earned money and time was put into—“ Malcolm said, but Reginald cut him off. “If that’s the case, then I assume you would have done your research to know if the item was truly magical or not, or are you telling me that you’re so incompetent, that a simple merchant scammed you out of millions for a regular mirror?” Reginald asked and Malcolm gulped. He knew that nobody would believe such a stupid lie because how did he, a successful businessman, who had been in search of the mirror for a