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The Pre-eminent Jason Spectre CHAPTER 66
At that moment, Jason stood protectively in front of the young girl. Her eyes were wide with fear, her body trembling as she clung to the hope that Jason could save her.Jason still doesn't understand what is going on. He gazed around, and he couldn't see anyone, and the girl had refused to say anything.Without being told, he could tell she is scared to the core.Jason face her again and was about to say something when seven rough-looking men emerged from the shadows.Upon seeing the men, the little girl's hope began to falter. She thought she had successfully run away, and with someone here, they wouldn't be able to get her, but she was wrong. These men looked like ruffians, with hardened faces and cruel smiles—the kind that made someone stomach twist in knots.One of the ruffians, a tall, muscular man with a scar running down his cheek, stepped forward. His voice was rough and commanding.“The boss is waiting inside. Come with us now and make things easy for yourself.”His word
The Pre-eminent Jason Spectre CHAPTER 67
His face set in a serious expression as he asked her the question.His eyes were cold, and his jaw was tight, showing that he was ready for whatever was coming.However, the girl's hands started shaking as she tried to keep up with the fast pace of everything that had happened to her. She looked scared, her eyes wide, and her breathing quick and shallow.The girl glanced at Jason, her voice trembling as she said.“You don’t know what you’re doing. The boss of these rascals—he’s an underground lord. This is his territory. No one dares to offend him here and i mean no one because he controls everything.”Her voice was small, like she was afraid that someone might hear her and tell the boss that she was saying something to a stranger.Jason didn’t get his gaze off her. He didn’t even look at her to make her feel comfortable, but instead he wants to end every mess that is going on in her life. She is too young for it. “I don’t care who the boss is.” He said calmly, his voice steady b
The Pre-eminent Jason Spectre CHAPTER 68
The door to the private room flew open with a loud bang, startling everyone inside. They all gazed at Jason with dead eyes. The Junior Master, a tall man with a low beard and a cruel look in his eyes, turned his head sharply toward the sound. He was sitting at a long table surrounded by ten of his most loyal and tough men, all of them looking really large and intimidating. Their laughter died down as they saw who had entered.Jason walked in calmly, and immediately the girl ran to him. She wanted to hold his hand and tell Jason to run away, but she couldn't get to Jason in time, and she followed him closely from behind. Her hands were trembling, and her face was pale, showing how scared she was; she never expected herself to come back here again.The Junior Master’s eyes narrowed when he saw her, but then he smirked, thinking that Jason had captured her and brought her back.“Ah, you caught her!” The junior master said with a sneer. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a thi
The Pre-eminent Jason Spectre CHAPTER 69
The room was silent as what Jason said kept echoing in the air.Jason stood tall, his face hard and expressionless, and his eyes were cold as ice. He picked up the knife on a food plate.He held the knife in his hand like someone who is ready to use it without hesitating. Its knife blade was glinting in the low light. His grip was firm, and there was no hesitation in his movements.He looked straight ahead, ignoring any little sympathy he was having in his mind around; he's a beast, and he's not going to have sympathy for a human who see himself as a beast. At that moment, The Junior Master, a young man who usually carried himself with pride, now find himself in a situation that tested his every nerve. The Junior Master, though, was trying to appear confident he couldn't just give his fear away; he decided to hide the tremor in his voice as he spoke.“You’ve made a mistake, young man.” The Junior Master said, his voice shaky but laced with a forced authority. “You don’t know who
The Pre-eminent Jason Spectre CHAPTER 70
Jason's words were short and straight forward, the underground master knowing the Hades clans were involved in the situation now, the underground master knowing he must obey, he couldn't hesitate to look at Jason with fear. He knew he had no choice. Jason's words were always short and straightforward, but they carried a weight that could crush a mountain.“Cut one of his fingers.”Jason said again, his voice steady, but this time, with the look on his face, one could tell he can do anything and destroy them with just his order.The master hesitated for just a moment before making his mind up; he knew better than to argue at this moment. His hands started shaking as he held the knife tightly, and his vein started showing in his already weak hands.The junior master stared at his father with wide, terrified eyes. His lips quivered, and tears began to spill down his cheeks even more. He can't escape now; if his father can't do anything, it means he too can't do anything either. He cou
The Pre-eminent Jason Spectre CHAPTER 71
Camila Joseph was holding her phone in hand, staring at Jason's number. She had sent him some money, and she wanted him to use it to buy a good suit for himself. She didn't do some background checks on him, and Summer was so kind enough to tell her a few things about him that she thought to her this would be the best decision. She really wanted him to look nice for the upcoming event. Camila had high standards, and it was understandable, given her family’s status. They were wealthy and well-known, and she wanted Jason to fit in with his handsome face and book so it wouldn't be difficult to blend in.Jason received the message and the money, and he stared at his phone for some seconds, not knowing what to say. He felt a bit overwhelmed because this would be the first time he's recovering something for someone they have not even met. Without being told, he knew Camila’s standards were high—maybe too high for him then, but he understood why. Her family is very important in the count
The Pre-eminent Jason Spectre CHAPTER 72
Jason stepped out of the car; he was looking sharp in the limited edition suit.The fabric shimmered under the light, catching everyone's attention. Camila’s family, who were already gathered outside waiting for Jason to arrive, were all shocked by his appearance. They weren't expecting him to look this smart, and the suit he was putting in looked expensive. Camila, her eyes also wide with surprise, immediately, without wasting any time, quickly approached Jason. She gently took his hands, her fingers brushing against the smooth fabric of the limited edition suit.“Jason… Where did you get this suit?” She asked, her voice soft but laced with curiosity.Jason smiled and looked bold as always; he started tilting his head slightly as he met her gaze. “You told me to look good, didn’t you? So, I did what you wanted.”Camila’s surprise didn’t fade away. Instead, it deepened as she continued to look at Jason.Without being told, she could tell the suit was not just any suit; it was some
The Pre-eminent Jason Spectre CHAPTER 73
At that moment, everything was shocked as they all gazed at Jason. His words made everyone freeze in their position. They couldn't believe what they just heard. How could the painting be fake?Roy couldn't hold it in, and he burst out laughing. “Jason or whatever you call yourself, you're out of your mind!” He shouted while still laughing. “How can you say that Camilla's grandfather bought a fake painting? Are you saying that the Joseph family, one of the wealthiest families around, is displaying a fake painting on their wall for everyone to see? That's ridiculous! You probably haven't seen many expensive paintings in your entire life, so you think this one is fake.”Camilla’s grandfather at that moment frowned. He wasn’t happy with what Jason said. His eyes narrowed as he looked at Jason, trying to understand why he would make such an outrageous claim, and the manner in which he said it speaks a lot. He looks so confident, and he doesn't look like someone who doesn't know what he
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The boss's face contorted with a mixture of rage and satisfaction, his earlier fear now subsumed by the confidence that comes with imminent reinforcement. His eyes narrowed to slits as he watched Victoria's desperate attempt to silence Jason."That's right," he snarled, jabbing a finger in their direction. "She knows what's coming. Maybe you should listen to her, tough guy. Start minding how you talk to me—if you want to keep that tongue in your head."Jason remained still beneath Victoria's trembling hands, his eyes never leaving the boss's face. There was something in his gaze—not fear, but a calculating intensity—that made the boss shift uncomfortably despite his advantage."Two minutes," the boss announced, checking his watch with exaggerated care. "Time for me to get comfortable for the show."He surveyed the wreckage of the shop, stepping carefully over shattered glass and splintered wood. In the corner, mostly untouched by the earlier violence, stood a single lacquered chair—on
CHAPTER 250
The silence expanded like poison gas, filling every corner of the room. The boss's pleas hung in the air, unanswered. The visitor—the connection to Victoria—remained unmoved, his expression a perfect mask."Please," the boss's voice cracked further, desperation clawing at his throat. "Look at me. Say something."But the man's eyes drifted past him, surveying the room with clinical detachment. The boss might as well have been invisible."I have money," he whispered, pressing his forehead to the cold floor, dignity abandoned. "Not just what we took from Maya. More. Much more. In accounts overseas. Properties in three countries. It's all Victoria's if she wants it."From the corner, Jason watched his once-feared boss dissolve into a puddle of fear. He'd never seen the man like this—the boss who'd once broken a man's fingers one by one for shorting him fifty dollars.The boss turned his head, seeking support from his men. Their eyes slid away, no one willing to meet his gaze."You," he ba
CHAPTER 249
Donovan racked his brain, sifting through countless faces from board meetings, charity galas, and political fundraisers. The stranger's features stirred something in his memory—prominent enough to recognize but elusive enough to frustrate."What's going on here?" The newcomer's voice cut through the tension, deep and measured with an authority that seemed to resonate through the restaurant.Before anyone could respond, Victoria rushed forward, her professional composure crumbling as she approached the stranger. Her eyes glistened with unshed tears, hands trembling as she reached for his sleeve."Please, you have to help us," she pleaded, her voice breaking. "They're bullying my son. These men—" she gestured wildly at Donovan and his associates, "—they're extorting money from us. 'Security fees,' they call it."She drew a shuddering breath, the words tumbling out faster now. "We never asked for their 'protection.' They just showed up one day, demanding payment for the mosque community—
CHAPTER 248
Donovan's carefully constructed facade crumbled as rage rose like bile in his throat. His face flushed crimson, the professional veneer dissolving into something primal and unrestrained."Let me make myself perfectly clear, Mr. Takeda," he snarled, slamming his palm against the conference table. The water glasses jumped, sending tiny splashes across the polished surface. "I will repeat myself just this once."He leaned forward, looming over Jason, who remained unnervingly calm in his seat. The red ring gleamed on the young man's finger as he casually tapped it against the armrest."If you don't withdraw your proposal and sign over your patents by close of business tomorrow," Donovan continued, voice dropping to a dangerous whisper, "I will personally ensure that you are financially and professionally obliterated. No one will touch you or your work ever again."A vein throbbed visibly at Donovan's temple as he straightened. "I've sat quietly through your insolence long enough. Did you
CHAPTER 247
The Dragon's disdainful assessment hung in the air for a long moment before he turned to the boss, his expression hardening."So you called me here... for a boy?" The question carried a dangerous undercurrent, like ice forming over deep water.The boss shifted uncomfortably in Victoria's grandfather's chair, the legs creaking beneath him. Sweat beaded at his temples despite the evening chill."He's more trouble than he looks," the boss stammered, his earlier confidence evaporating under The Dragon's penetrating gaze. "Just... just deal with this trash. I'm tired of wasting time." His voice found some of its former strength as he continued, gesturing around the shop with angry sweeps of his hand. "I want this place destroyed. Demolished. Scattered. Torn to shreds."The Dragon regarded him with the cool appraisal of a banker considering a high-risk loan. "As long as you're paying me very, very well..." He left the sentence unfinished, the implication clear. "I have no problem with it."
CHAPTER 246
The phone barely rang once before a gruff voice answered, the sound so clear in the silent room that it seemed to hover in the air between them."Boss." Not a question. A statement."Dragon, I need your presence immediately." The boss's voice had lost its theatrical quality, replaced by sharp urgency. His eyes never left Jason's face as he spoke, searching for any flicker of recognition, any hint of fear. "The noodle shop across from Sullivan's. Now."A beat of silence from the other end. Then: "Details.""Some punk named Jason thinks he runs things now." The boss's knuckles whitened around the phone. "He needs to be taught the kind of lesson only you can deliver. Make sure he pays. For everything."Another pause, shorter this time. "Twenty minutes.""Not good enough. Now." The boss's voice cracked slightly on the last word. A heavy sigh crackled through the connection. "Ten."The call ended abruptly. The boss slowly lowered the phone, his lips curling into something between a grimac
CHAPTER 245
The smoke of violence still hung in the air, mingling with the acrid scent of spilled liquor and sweat. Glass crunched beneath the boss's polished shoes as he surveyed the damage with uncomprehending eyes."What are you waiting for?" the boss barked at his men, who were slumped against overturned tables, clutching their injuries. "Get up! Wreck the rest of this place! Show them we mean business!"Rico, holding his stomach where a particularly brutal blow had landed, exchanged bewildered glances with Manny, whose eye was already swelling shut. Neither moved.Jason stepped forward, the fluorescent lights casting harsh shadows across his face. His knuckles were raw, but his posture remained unwavering. The room fell silent except for the rhythmic drip of liquor from a shattered bottle onto the floor."You don't get it, do you?" Jason's voice was dangerously soft, a whisper that somehow filled the entire room. "Your boys already tried. Look at them."The boss's eyes darted around, finally
CHAPTER 244
The tension was cut by the sound of the door swinging open. A reverent hush fell over the room as a figure stepped through the threshold, his presence commanding immediate attention.It was him. The boss.His tailored suit hung on his frame with perfect precision, not a wrinkle in sight. Gold cufflinks caught the light as he surveyed the scene before him, his expression shifting from mild curiosity to barely contained fury.Jason's eyes narrowed, studying the man who wielded such power that even his name seemed to inspire fear. He looked... ordinary. Dangerous, yes, but human.The boss's gaze swept across the destruction—the overturned furniture, the shattered glass, his men in various states of disarray—before settling on the confrontation at the center of the room. Something cold and calculating flickered behind his eyes."What," he said, his voice deceptively soft, "is the meaning of this?"The man who had been threatening Jason immediately released his grip and took a step back, s
CHAPTER 243
Jason stood his ground, unflinching as the tension in the room crystalized into something dangerous. The man who had been sprawled on the floor scrambled to his feet, his finger jabbing accusingly toward Jason."Him! He's the one who defied your orders, sir!"The man turned slowly, his expensive suit barely concealing the coiled violence beneath. His eyes found Jason's—cold, calculating, the kind of eyes that had witnessed things most people couldn't imagine. The room seemed to cool by several degrees."So..." The word slithered out, dangerously soft. "You're the one who did this to my man."Jason didn't flinch. Didn't blink. He let the silence stretch between them, thick and challenging. Madam Victoria stood slightly behind him, her breathing shallow, her eyes darting between the two men."I want your boss," Jason finally said, his voice steady despite the pounding in his chest. "Here. On his knees. Apologizing to Madam Victoria for this disrespect."A muscle twitched in the man's ja
