Jaxson's mocking laugh echoed through the hall, instantly cutting through the murmuring and noise of the assembled guests. He raised a hand, pointing a finger straight at Julian, who stood a few paces away near the velvet drapery."What do you think, huh? Why do you think that idiot is all over you?" Jaxson sneered, his eyes locking onto Cynthia.Julian’s expression darkened instantly. He frowned, but he didn't say a single word. He stood his ground, forced to swallow the harsh insult in silence while the eyes of the wealthy attendees flicked briefly in his direction.Jaxson took a deliberate step closer, smoothing down the front of his custom designer suit jacket with an insufferable smirk. "That idiot from Vance Corporation is dragging himself around you for one simple reason. I’m in the middle of setting up a billion-dollar contract to invest with them. But there's a catch…it only happens if you agree to be my girlfriend. That’s it. That is the whole reason they are throwing this

Ethan raised a single finger, pointing it casually in Jaxson's face. "Oh, and yeah, just to clear things up, Cynthia and I aren't breaking up. So, you and your delusional ass can walk on out of here right now."Jaxson'sface twitched with annoyance. He held up a hand, scoffing loudly as he cut Ethan off mid-sentence. "Shh! Shut up. Just shut your mouth already. I am done talking to a broke, clueless nobody like you. It's time to deal with the real person in charge here."Jaxson turned his back on Ethan entirely, ignoring him as if he didn't even exist. He flashed a wide, dazzling smile and stepped straight toward Cynthia’s mother, who was watching from a few feet away."Samantha! Honey! Darling!" Jaxson called out, his voice instantly dropping into a smooth, overly affectionate tone. "How are you doing, huh? It is always so good to see you!"Samantha’s face lit up, a soft blush spreading across her cheeks as she adjusted her hair. "Oh! Jackson! It’s lovely to see you too, Jackson! You

When the table slammed upside down the entire room went silent, everyone gasping in horror. Even Cynthia stood frozen beside Ethan, her eyes wide with complete shock as she stared at the destruction.Jaxson stepped forward immediately, his face red with rage. "What is wrong with you, man?! Are you completely out of your mind?!"Samantha looked like she was about to faint, her hands clutching her heart as she stared at the scattered items on the floor. "You broke, little idiot!" she shrieked, her voice echoing off the high ceiling. "Do you even know what you've just done?! Those are priceless treasures! You've ruined everything!"Cynthia quickly reached out, her hand gently touching Ethan's arm. "Ethan... what did you just do?" she asked, confused and panicking. "Why on earth did you do that?"Ethan casually raised a single finger into the air, signaling for everyone to quiet down. His face remained calm, totally unbothered by the screams around him."First of all," Ethan said, his voi

At the sudden sound of the booming voice, everyone in the ballroom turned around in complete shock. A collective gasp echoed as people recognized the man who had just walked through the doors."Is that... is that really Mr. Dawson?" a guest in the front row whispered loudly, his eyes wide open."Oh my god, it is!" another wealthy man gasped, taking a step back. "That's the Managing Director of HVMX! He personally oversees thirty of the biggest luxury brands in the entire world! What is a man like him doing here?!"Behind Mr. Dawson, three security guards in black suits stepped forward, each carrying a large, velvet-lined box adorned with real gold trim. The guards stood firmly in front of Mr. Dawson.Instantly, everyone in the hall,including Jackson, Timothy, and Cynthia's mother Samantha,bowed their heads respectfully to Mr. Dawson, completely intimidated by his global power and authority.The only person standing upright in the entire room was Ethan. He kept his hands casually in hi

Jackson sat up slowly, clutching his swollen cheek. He touched his fingers to his lower lip, pulling them away to see a smear of fresh blood. His eyes burned with shock and humiliation as he looked up at the older man."Sir!" Jackson hissed, his voice trembling with anger. "You can't just go around slapping people like that! I don't care who you are or how much money your company makes, you don't have the right to put your hands on me anytime or anyhow you want!"Mr. Dawson didn't flinch. He adjusted the cuffs of his tailored suit, his eyes cold and full of disgust as he looked down at Jackson."I have every right to teach an arrogant boy some manners," Mr. Dawson said. "You stand here acting like a ruthless bully, treating people like they are beneath you, and looking down on everyone in this room simply because you think you hold all the power. You judge a man's worth without knowing a single thing about his background or who he truly is."Jackson scoffed, spitting a tiny bit of blo