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The Pre-eminent Jason Spectre CHAPTER 91
The tension in the store reached its breaking point when the manager, her face flushed with anger and frustration upon hearing what the sale girl just said she couldn't believe her ears she is trying to save her neck and it turned out the outspoken sales girl who had been causing the most trouble wants to kill her before her time. Without warning he immediately stood up, and she slapped the girl across the face.“Smack!”The sound was sharp and loud in the suddenly silent store. The girl gasped, her hand flying to her cheek, her eyes wide open in shock as she used her to ease the pain before she couldn't process what had just happened, the manager added.“You’re fired” The manager hissed, her voice cold and unforgiving. “Get out of my store. Now!!.”The salesgirl was frozen in her position, she was still stunned from the slap, she stumbled backward, her eyes filling with tears. She looked around, desperate for support from her coworkers, but they all avoided her gaze. It was as i
The Pre-eminent Jason Spectre CHAPTER 92
As they stepped out of the store, the cool evening air brushed against their faces, a welcome relief from the tension that had filled the shop but summer mind was nuts there. Summer glanced at Jason, her curiosity piqued by the events that had just unfolded inside the store. She couldn't quite understand how Jason had managed to turn the situation around so completely and he didn't say anything and the manager was shaking without Jason saying anything.with curiosity written all over her face.“Jason”she began, her voice light with even more curiosity.“What did you say to the manager that made her change her mind so quickly? One moment she was furious, and the next, she was practically begging us to take whatever we wanted, what did you do.”Jason at the moment looked at her, with a small smile playing on his lips. He could see the curiosity in her eyes. He knew she would ask him about it, but he decided to keep things simple. “I told her that I had everything on record about how
The Pre-eminent Jason Spectre CHAPTER 93
immediately Jason heard the word he immediately abandoned what he was going to do in the library he's a member of the basketball team and he wonders why he wasn't aware of it.but immediately walked briskly to the training court, his mind focused on the game. He knew what was at stake for him today. Since Robert had been kicked off the basketball squad, his position was up for grabs, he had already proven himself worthy before and he's going to solidify his position today. He had been practicing every day, and his skills were sharper than ever now. But Coach, always one for drama, pretended to forget about his previous accomplishments and he announced that the position would be decided by a challenge, so it's open.Not long after Jason arrived at the court he entered, and immediately he noticed the other players warming up already. They all turned to look at him, some with curiosity, others with thinly veiled amusement. They knew the challenge that lay ahead, and many of them d
The Pre-eminent Jason Spectre CHAPTER 94
Jason wiped his hands on his shorts, ignoring the murmurs from the sidelines. The ball bounced back into his hands, and without hesitation, he moved into position. His focus was sharp, his eyes locked on the hoop. At that moment The Court seemed to fade into the background, the noise replaced by the rhythmic sound of the ball hitting the hardwood floor.“Another one?” someone whispered as he launched the ball.“Swish.”The crowd stirred. “That’s nine in a row,” a player muttered, disbelief lacing his tone.again Jason caught the next ball, his movements fluid and controlled. Another shot, another clean three-pointer. His confidence grew with every basket, and so did the tension in the room.“Thirty points already,” a coach said, his voice just loud enough for the others to hear. “This kid’s on fire.”But Jason wasn’t done. Shot after shot, the ball sliced through the air, each one landing with precision. the scoreboard ticked higher and higher.“Forty-five. Is he even human?” one of
The Pre-eminent Jason Spectre CHAPTER 95
Upon hearing what Summer just said.And the curious look on Jason face.Immediately Derek leaned against the table, his voice steady but filled with urgency. “Jason, listen to me,” he said, meeting Jason’s eyes. “You’re not going to fight, okay? You’ll be fine.”However Jason folded his arms, not entirely convinced. “Then why even put me in this? What’s the point?”Derek exhaled, running a hand through his hair. “If I lose and our other guy loses, we’ll throw in the towel. Simple as that. There won’t be any need for you to step into the ring.”At that moment Jason raised an eyebrow, his skepticism clear. “And you really think it’ll play out that way?”“It will,” Derek said firmly, his tone leaving no room for argument. “Trust me on this.”Jason didn’t respond immediately, the weight of the decision hanging between them, knowing the organizers might see it as cheating. Finally, he nodded slowly, though the unease lingered in his expression.Jason crossed his arms and nodded. “Alri
The Pre-eminent Jason Spectre CHAPTER 96
Not long after the car arrived.The sleek roar of the engine turned heads as Jason pulled up in the higher-end version of the Porsche, its metallic finish gleaming under the afternoon sun. The car was a showstopper, effortlessly commanding attention. Not long after he arrived at the place and without wasting anymore time he stepped out, adjusting his jacket casually, his expression calm and collected as if this was just another day.Inside the art gallery, the ladies from the media team were already setting up their equipment, chatting quietly among themselves. When Jason entered, their conversations stopped abruptly. One of them nudged the leader, whispering.“Is that not... Jason?”At that moment the leader turned, her eyes widening slightly before she masked her surprise with a polite smile. “Jason! There you are,” she said, walking over as if she hadn’t just made him take a cab. “ What kept you waiting, We’re ready to start.”Jason didn’t respond to her tone, instead giving a b
The Pre-eminent Jason Spectre CHAPTER 97
At that moment Jason turned to the gallery staff, his voice calm but firm. “Switch off the lights,” he instructed.Upon hearing what Jason just said.Immediately The murmurs in the room grew louder as a staff member hesitated, glancing at the curator, who gave a begrudging nod. The gallery lights dimmed, casting the room into shadow. Jason stepped closer to the painting and gestured toward the staff again. “Now, bring the blue light.”The staff complied, rolling in a small UV light. Jason positioned it in front of the painting and turned to the crowd. “The artist of this painting mentioned a unique feature,” he began. “When exposed to UV light, the real piece is supposed to glow—bright and vivid—for exactly 33 minutes before the effect fades.”At that moment He switched on the blue light, directing it toward the artwork. Immediately the room held its breath as a faint glow emanated from the canvas. At first, it seemed promising, a soft luminescence that captured everyone’s attenti
The Pre-eminent Jason Spectre CHAPTER 98
At that moment the girls froze as the sleek luxury car came to a stop in front of Jason. Their disbelief was palpable, their earlier confidence replaced by stunned silence.All of them started gazing at each other they didn't know what to say.“Wait,” one of them finally managed to say, her voice tinged with disbelief. “Is this… your car?”Jason leaned casually against the driver’s side door, twirling the keys in his hand. “Does it really matter?” he asked, his tone calm and uninterested. “All that matters is I’ll be the one driving it and I won't use a taxi just like you all thought.”Upon hearing what Jason just said.The girls exchanged quick glances, their shock melting into opportunistic smiles. “You know,” one of them said, her voice suddenly sweet, “maybe we were too hard on you earlier. It was really impressive how you figured out that painting.”“Yeah,” another chimed in, flashing a wide grin. “You’re smarter than we gave you credit for. Maybe we should talk about it—whil
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Madam Victoria stood there, her heart swelling with pride as she watched the scene unfold. The weight that had pressed on her chest moments ago seemed to lift, replaced by pure, genuine joy. She couldn't stop smiling. Jason had handled everything so perfectly — calm, steady, and yet so commanding. It was as if he had been born to take charge.Around her, a few staff members had also gathered, and whispers of admiration began to ripple through the room."Jason did really well," one of them said in a hushed voice, as if still processing the sheer skill with which Jason had diffused the situation."The way he just handled everything... it's like he didn't even blink," another added, clearly impressed.Madam Victoria nodded proudly, her eyes glistening slightly. She couldn't hold back her happiness anymore. "That boy..." she said softly, almost to herself. "He is something else."Meanwhile, the young man who had come in earlier — the one who had been anxiously hovering — quietly realized
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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
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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—
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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
