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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
The Pre-eminent Jason Spectre CHAPTER 99
At that moment the gym erupted with cheers and shouts as the basketball game tipped off. The energy in the air was electric, the crowd on the edge of their seats as the players raced across the court. However Jason moved with precision, his focus unwavering as he dribbled past defenders, scanning for opportunities.On the sidelines, the media girls sat huddled together with their phones out, streaming the game live. Their voices carried through their feed, their commentary dripping with disdain.“Here comes Jason,” one of them said, tilting her phone to capture him. “He’s probably going to mess this up, like everything else.”Another giggled, her tone just as sharp. “Honestly, he’s a liability. If we lose this game, it’s all on him.”Their third teammate chimed in, glancing at her screen as comments rolled in. “Our team’s been doing great for years, and now we have to deal with this? Jason’s overrated. One lucky practice doesn’t make you a star.”However Jason caught glimpses of t
The Pre-eminent Jason Spectre CHAPTER 100
Summer sat on the edge of the bench, her hands clenched tightly around the fabric of her jeans. Natalie’s words echoed in her ears, and the smug laughter from Robert only fueled her frustration. She couldn’t take it anymore. Her legs moved before her mind could catch up, and she stood, ready to make her way to Jason’s side.But before she could take a step, the spokesperson’s voice rang out, cutting through the noise. “Ladies and gentlemen,” he began, his voice amplified by the microphone.“it’s time to honor our MVP for tonight’s incredible performance—Jason!”The Court fell into a hush, all eyes turning toward Jason as he slowly rose from the bench. The spotlight swept across the court, landing on him as the crowd began to cheer. Jason remained calm, his expression unreadable, but there was a flicker of something in his eyes as he stood tall.“And presenting the award tonight,” the spokesman continued, pausing dramatically.“is none other than Camila Joseph.”Immediately a co
The Pre-eminent Jason Spectre CHAPTER 101
Upon hearing what Camilla just said. The air in the Court felt like it had been sucked out. Camila Joseph’s words hung heavy in the silence, leaving everyone frozen in shock. Immediately whispers erupted from every corner as people exchanged bewildered glances.“Did she just say—?” someone muttered, their voice trailing off in disbelief.“No way,” another whispered back. “She has to be joking, right?”But the disbelief turned into stunned realization when Camila stepped closer to Jason and, without hesitation, took his hand. Her grip was firm, her expression calm yet unwavering. “I’ll be coming with you,” she said, her voice steady and final.Immediately Jason blinked, momentarily caught off guard. “Camila, you don’t have to—”“I insist,” she interrupted, her tone leaving no room for argument. Her gaze locked onto his, daring him to push back. “You’re the MVP, and I’m not letting you go without me.”Immediately The whispers grew even more louder, a wave of shock and confus
The Pre-eminent Jason Spectre CHAPTER 102
Upon seeing what Camilla just did.The room was suffocating with unspoken tension, the weight of past revelations still lingering in the air. At t that moment Camila’s voice rose, clear and steady, demanding attention without raising its volume.“Enough,” she said again firmly, stepping forward. Her heels clicked against the floor, drawing every eyes to her. “What’s done is done. The past doesn’t matter anymore—it’s gone, and it’s staying that way. What matters is what a person can offer now, and in the future.”Immediately her gaze swept the room, locking onto each face, daring anyone to argue, but none said anything they were still shocked to what was happening.At that moment she turned to Jason, her expression softening slightly. “And when I look at Jason,” she continued, “I see someone who’s got a bright future ahead of him.”Hearing what Camilla just said.Natalie couldn't help but shake her head.She couldn't believe what she was hearing, how can Camilla say such nonsense, c
The Pre-eminent Jason Spectre CHAPTER 103
At that moment The room fell into an awkward silence, the earlier mockery evaporating as Jason’s calm declaration settled over everyone. The group exchanged uneasy glances, disbelief etched across their faces.“Did he really just say he’s got this?” one whispered, leaning toward his friend.“There’s no way,” another murmured, shaking his head. “Jason doesn’t have that kind of money. What’s he playing at?”Jason, seemingly unfazed.‘His expression remained calm, but his mind wasn’t as quiet. They think they’ve cornered me. Let them think what they want. They’ll see soon enough.’At that moment Camila’s voice cut through the room like a knife. “Wait.”All heads turned toward her. The tension thickened as she reached into her purse, pulled out her own sleek black card, and tossed it onto the tray with a sharp flick of her wrist. The waiter froze, glancing between Jason and Camila.“I’ll pay,” she said firmly, her tone brooking no argument.Jason paused mid-motion,His eyes met Camila’s,
The Pre-eminent Jason Spectre CHAPTER 104
However Camila’s gaze stayed fixed on Natalie, her expression cold but controlled. “Apologies,” she said, her voice firm and deliberate, “are best done on knees. That is, if the person apologizing is reasonable enough.”Upon hearing what Camilla just Said.Natalie’s face burned with humiliation, but the weight of Camila’s words left her with no room for defiance. She glanced around, searching for even a shred of support from the boys, but all of them avoided her gaze. Slowly, reluctantly, she dropped to her knees, her head bowed low.“I’m sorry,” Natalie said, her voice trembling, though she tried to sound composed. “I shouldn’t have said all those words. Please forgive me.”The boys exchanged awkward glances, clearly uncomfortable but unwilling to challenge Camila. One of them finally cleared his throat, trying to ease the tension. “Alright, she has apologized. Let’s just cover her bill and move on.”Another nodded quickly, eager to move past the awkwardness. “Yeah, we can handle
The Pre-eminent Jason Spectre CHAPTER 105
At that moment Jason’s calm words seemed to hang in the air, leaving the group momentarily stunned. “Bring the car around,” he had said, as though it was the most natural thing in the world. But to everyone else, it was absurd, they couldn't believe what they just heard.“Did he just… call for a car?” one of the boys whispered, his disbelief evident. “Jason? The guy who probably doesn’t even own a scooter?”Another laughed, the sound sharp and mocking. “What car is he talking about? Is he hoping a taxi will count as his ride now?”The murmurs quickly turned into open insults, their frustration boiling over. “Jason’s at it again,” someone said loudly, shaking their head. “Always trying to save face. What’s next? Claiming he owns the building too?”At that moment Robert, sensing an opportunity to fuel the fire, stepped forward with a smug grin. He looked directly at Jason, his voice loud and condescending enough for everyone to hear. “You know, Jason, you’ll never change, will yo
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Emma folded her arms across her chest, her expression stiff with anger. Her voice was sharp as she muttered under her breath, "He doesn't deserve my thanks."Jason, who had been quietly watching her, let out a soft, almost tired chuckle. His eyes stayed calm, but there was a shadow of hurt buried deep inside them—a hurt he didn't bother hiding anymore."Okay," Jason said simply, his voice low but steady. "I know you're still bitter. That much is clear."Emma's fingers twitched at her sides, but she said nothing. She just stared at him, her jaw tightening.Jason continued, his tone slow and deliberate, almost as if he had been carrying this inside for too long. "You've always been like this," he said, his words slicing through the heavy air between them. "You've never liked me. You've made that obvious from the start."Emma's nostrils flared. Her chest rose and fell faster, the anger rising, boiling inside her."So," Jason shrugged lightly, as if brushing off a heavy weight. "Why shoul
CHAPTER 252
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—
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
