Flynn slammed his glass down on the table, coldly stating, "Since Timothy isn't going to show me any respect, then he can pay for himself later! Even the owner of this restaurant is showing me so much respect, who does he think he is not to return the favor?"Timothy smiled faintly. "Are you sure the owner is doing you a favor?""Of course! Are you implying that he's doing it for you instead?" Flynn laughed, the sarcasm thick in his voice.Feeling the rising tension in the air, Zayn attempted to mediate, smiling as he said, "Timothy, if you can't drink, then just don't. Flynn, don't push him too hard; Timothy really can't handle it."Maybe Flynn had a bit too much to drink. His face was flushed as he impulsively replied, "If he can't drink, then so be it. He'll pay for himself. I'm curious to see how this poor guy gets out of it!"As soon as those words left his mouth, the atmosphere turned ice-cold, and Zayn's expression stiffened.Winnie rolled her eyes and scoffed. "It's fine
"Flynn, what's going on? Didn't you say you knew the owner here?" Zara asked.Flynn's face contorted into a grimace as he forced a weak smile. "Zara, there's been a misunderstanding… I didn't expect this, and it must be a mistake!""A mistake?" Zara gritted her teeth, glaring at Flynn. She felt a wave of frustration wash over her. It would've been fine if he didn't know the owner. However, why did he pretend to know him and end up making a fool out of her family?The more she thought about it, the angrier she got. She slammed her hand on the table and stood up, staring furiously at Flynn. "Flynn! I always thought you were grounded and sincere, so you'd better explain this clearly. Do you actually know the owner or were you lying?"Flynn, already feeling down, was incensed by Zara's words. He kicked his chair aside and shot up, yelling at her, "Shut the hell up! How dare you talk to me like that! Your family is relying on me! "Yes, I lied, but so what? Does it change the fact
Timothy's tone was quite cold as he said, "The condition is that you and your mother apologize to my parents!""What? Apologize?" Zara's expression fell instantly. Winnie's face also darkened. Apologizing to Timothy's parents would be like slapping their own faces. Looking at the poorly dressed Joseph and Cora, Zara bit her lip, falling silent."What's wrong? Are you not willing to do that?" Timothy sneered coldly.Zara wrestled with her thoughts. She was a proud woman who sometimes valued her reputation more than anything else. Being forced to lower her head like this was simply unacceptable.She bit down on her lip and, after a moment of silence, avoided Timothy's gaze. "I won't apologize!"Zayn sighed softly. "Zara, you should apologize to Joseph and Cora. What you said today was indeed out of line.""Dad!" Zara shot a glare at Zayn. "Are you my father or his? Asking me to apologize is the same as bowing to them! I refuse! Anyone who wants to apologize can go ahead!"With
Zayn forced a bitter smile and said, "Winnie, Timothy might have acted inappropriately, but you've made mistakes too. You were so harsh on his parents, saying all those unkind things. It's only natural for him not to spare you the embarrassment."Winnie, fuming, retorted, "What's that supposed to mean? What gives him the right to do that? Is it just because he knows the hotel manager here and is a VIP customer? Does that give him the right to act all high and mighty? "Ugh! I couldn't care less! I'll find someone to look into his background, and if I find out he's been toying with me, I'll break his legs!"Winnie was furious, her eyes blazing, while Zayn could only smile in resignation."Okay, Winnie, let's not talk about that anymore. Timothy is a good kid. You shouldn't look down on him.""I will look down on him! So what if he knows a manager? My family runs a company. He's got no right to think he's better than us! Ugh!" Just then, Timothy approached them, a faint smile on h
The hallway was empty, and the world seemed to fall silent. It was as if only Susan and Timothy existed. Facing him, Susan silently stared at him, struggling to believe it was really him standing there. Three years had passed since Timothy mysteriously vanished without a trace. Everyone assumed he had either met with some misfortune or was dead. No one thought they'd ever see him again. Not even Susan. The past three years hadn't been easy for her. She had always felt a pang of guilt. After a brief fling with a rich classmate, she realized that the one she truly loved was Timothy. She wanted to apologize and try to win him back. However, on that very day, he disappeared, and she buried this secret deep in her heart, thinking she'd never have the chance to say it. Currently, she was in a daze. Susan parted her rosy lips, which trembled slightly like a delicate petal in the wind. She looked at the man before her. After three years, Timothy seemed different. He was more mature a
Timothy frowned slightly, exhaling a puff of smoke. "It's been alright." After a brief silence, he realized he couldn't linger around her longer. The situation was pretty awkward, at least for him, and he didn't enjoy feeling this way. He glanced at Susan, his expression calm, and gave her a slight nod, as if in greeting. "Sorry, if there's nothing else, I'll be on my way." He turned to leave, but just as he took a step, Susan called out from behind him, "Timothy, don't you have anything you want to ask me?"He paused, not being oblivious to the hidden meaning behind her words. As he hesitated, footsteps echoed down the hallway behind Susan, followed by a cheerful voice. "Susan, why are you just standing here, daydreaming? What's on your mind?"Susan flinched, her expression subtly shifting. She recognized that voice. It was Jason. Jason approached, dressed in a casual suit, hair neatly combed, glasses perched on his nose, and a gentle smile on his face—suave and polished.
Timothy glanced at Jason, his expression briefly strange, but then he just nodded and said calmly, "It's alright, I guess.""Alright?" Jason let out a scornful laugh, eyeing Timothy's outfit from head to toe, unable to hold back his mocking tone. "Come on, we're old classmates, no need to put up a front in front of me. Pride isn't worth a dime."With that, Jason pulled out a pack of expensive cigarettes from his pocket, took one out, and tossed it to Timothy with a smirk. "Take it, I'm feeling generous. Consider it a pity gift."Timothy narrowed his eyes slightly, a hint of amusement flashing in his eyes. He shook his head and took out his own pack of cigarettes, giving it a little wave. "I'll just smoke my own cigarette."He fished out a cigarette of a brand that Jason couldn't even recognize and lit it up. Jason glanced at it, and his smirk grew even more mocking. Just as he thought, Timothy was still a broke loser. After all, he was dressed in cheap clothes and smoking no-name c
When Winnie hung up, Timothy arrived at the hotel entrance. Winnie raised her voice deliberately, addressing Joseph and Cora, "How are you planning to get home now, Mr. and Mrs. Yeager?"Joseph replied, "No worries, you go ahead. We'll just grab a cab back!"Winnie put on a fake apologetic look. "Oh, I'm so sorry! Our driver's on the way with our car, a Mercedes worth over a hundred grand, but it probably won't fit everyone. I'm really sorry, but you'll have to get a cab!" Her words sounded apologetic, but she was practically beaming, thrilled to get back some of the pride she thought she lost earlier.Watching Joseph's family struggle to book a ride, she couldn't hide the smirk spreading across her face. Just then, a black Mercedes pulled up, and Winnie practically waved her arms to make sure everyone saw it. "Over here, over here!" she called out before it even arrived.As the driver stepped out and respectfully opened the door, Winnie's vanity skyrocketed. She spotted Ti