Rebirth vs. Rebirth Tragedy to Triumph by Violeta and Zelena [[Chapters 691, to 700]] – Daisy Novels   

Chapter 691

Given the sheer size of the diamond, Violeta would not wear the ring daily, so it was also designed as a pendant. If she ever chose not to wear it, she could hang it around her neck as a stunning pink diamond necklace, still radiant and eye-catching.

The wedding was intimate yet exquisite, inviting only close friends and family members.

Violeta specifically requested this; she wanted her wedding to be simple and free of unnecessary guests. The Frosts were naturally low-key, so Glen fully supported Violeta’s idea. Given Hayden’s current position, a lavish affair wasn’t appropriate.

Irene agreed to keep the wedding modest but insisted that everything be elegant and refined. This was her bottom line for her daughter’s wedding. Therefore, while the event wasn’t grand, everything was lavishly beautiful, almost like a fairy tale.

When the Whites married off their daughter, it truly felt like a princess was getting wed.

Irene adored Violeta like her precious treasure. She didn’t need to be hands-on, yet she spent countless nights preparing for Violeta’s wedding, even moving to Wiltonshire a month in advance to decorate the church.

Watching her daughter get married, Irene’s eyes glistened with tears as she leaned on Anton’s shoulder.

Under the priest’s witness, Violeta and Hayden made vows to spend their lives together, and everyone in attendance wore beaming smiles.

Many guests took photos during the wedding; there was no way to keep it a secret.

Pictures from the ceremony spread like wildfire on Twitter, sparking discussions and trending for a week.

After getting married, Violeta took a vacation, spending half a month traveling abroad with Hayden.

Some people were filled with joy, while others wore frowns.

They were both in Wiltonshire, but while Violeta was soaring high, Evelina’s situation was dire.

Evelina had scheduled her surgery with Henry, but the date had been postponed. She initially thought she would be able to have her surgery after a month. Still, when the new appointment came, it was delayed again.

The second postponement pushed her surgery back two months.

Over three months, Evelina’s health deteriorated further.

They had to seek other doctors with no way to file a complaint. However, no other doctors were willing to take her case due to the delays in her treatment, and with the word out that Evelina was a patient Henry didn’t want.

Evelina had lost so much weight that she was almost unrecognizable, and her life hung by a thread.

Henry had initially promised to perform the surgery due to Jasper’s recommendation. Now, he was unwilling to help her and continuously postponed the surgery. This was all part of Jasper’s intentions.

Evelina was the architect of her own misfortune. Had she not made things difficult for Violeta before, Jasper wouldn’t have turned a blind eye and abandoned her in her time of need, even neglecting fundamental humanitarian concerns.

As Evelina’s condition worsened, Winona, Jenny, and Shania naturally couldn’t stay by Evelina’s side forever.

For their own futures, they needed to find other paths.

Consequently, Winona secretly sold off some properties Evelina had acquired in Quinston and pocketed a substantial sum.

Jenny and Shania took over many of the luxury items Evelina had bought, planning to sell them to gather enough money to return home and live a comfortable life.

All of this was done behind Evelina’s back.

If anyone were to blame, it would be Evelina herself, who had only ever surrounded herself with Winona and her sisters since entering the industry. Most of her assets were also controlled by Winona.

“Since you don’t like the persona I’ve crafted, I’ll just delete it,” she had said, unaware of the real intentions behind her friends’ actions.

Winona made an excuse to return to their home country, leaving Evelina behind in Wiltonshire.

Her first order of business upon returning was to hand in her resignation.

Over the years, she saved a lot of money and even took some of Evelina’s funds. Now, she had enough to live comfortably without needing to work anymore.

Apex didn’t hold back Winona at all. They didn’t keep artists who wanted to leave, let alone a manager.

After staying with Evelina for another half month, Jenny and Shania suddenly vanished one day without a word.

They didn’t even tell Evelina they were leaving.

Once Violeta was married, she finally received two prestigious invitations to film projects.

Thanks to Mason, Violeta had risen to greater heights, standing on the shoulders of those who supported her.

Chapter 692

As Violeta stood on stage at the Oscars, confidently holding her trophy and graciously expressing her gratitude, she was at the pinnacle of her life.

Meanwhile, in Arlowand, Zelena was sitting in a car, waiting for her driver to pick up some alcohol. She leaned against the car window, holding an iPad in one hand and watching the live Oscars broadcast.

With only thirty seconds allotted for acceptance speeches, Violeta elegantly delivered a brief thank-you in Elic before gracefully turning and leaving the stage. Violeta had just stepped onto a new level of success.

This was an unprecedented achievement for the entertainment industry, surpassing the former icon Xena. Tonight was a celebration for the industry, with Apex posting five stunning photos of Violeta to celebrate her remarkable success.

Zelena coldly observed the content on the iPad, letting out a sarcastic laugh.

Just then, the driver emerged from the supermarket with beer in hand. As he approached the car parked on the roadside, he suddenly received a phone call, causing him to stop and answer. “Hello? Mrs. Blake, I’ll bring Ms. Blake back right away. We’re on our way,” he said. “Okay.”

Zelena had a penchant for drinking. Initially, her parents didn’t care much, but as they saw her spiraling downward, they enforced a strict ban on alcohol in the house. Consequently, the Blakes no longer kept any alcohol around, leaving Zelena to blackmail and persuade her driver to sneak out and buy some for her.

That night, they were out buying alcohol secretly, away from her family. The driver quickly ended the call and hurried towards the car. Just as he was almost there, his eyes widened in shock. He saw something and yelled, “Ms. Blake! Get out of the car!!”

However, his voice couldn’t compete with the speed of an approaching small truck.

As Zelena heard her driver’s shout, she was about to roll down the window to ask what was happening when a small truck slammed into the rear of their sedan at full speed.

Bang!

The loud crash reverberated. Zelena barely had time to react before the impact force jolted her seat upward. She lifted her momentarily off her chair before she crashed heavily against the front passenger seat.

Everything spun around her.

Even as she remained conscious, all she felt was the warm trickle of blood flowing down from her head, pooling at the corner of her mouth.

She couldn’t move, staring wide-eyed as her driver rushed towards her, abandoning the beer he had dropped. It smashed to the ground, splattering liquid mixed with shards of glass everywhere.

“Ms. Blake!”

“Quick! Call 120!”

Then, Zelena lost consciousness.

Zelena suffered injuries to her spine. She already had pre-existing back issues from earlier injuries, and now, this accident has exacerbated her condition. The car crash severely damaged her spine, compounding her injuries. When the doctors emerged from the operating room, they merely shook their heads at Josh and Sharon, saying, “We did our best; the recovery will depend on her condition.”

Sharon couldn’t bear the reality and fainted on the spot.

Josh trembled as he asked, “How is my daughter…?”

A nearby doctor informed him, “The car crash severely compressed her spine, almost folding it in half. Her nerve functions are compromised. Everything depends on whether she wakes up, but… the worst-case scenario is paralysis.”

Paralysis!

Those words struck Josh like a bolt of lightning. Even though he had faced many challenges, the news that his only daughter might be paralyzed was almost too much to bear. He stumbled backward, struggling to process it.

How could this happen?

Why was fate so cruel to him?

Perhaps Zelena never anticipated that the person responsible for this accident was herself.

When she had inadvertently harmed Ophelia in the past, Ophelia went through the darkest time of her life. At that moment, Ophelia vowed to make the person who hurt her pay, promising a lifelong feud.

With Violeta’s evidence, Ophelia successfully tracked down the foreign waiter who had been bribed. After intense interrogations, the waiter confessed that Zelena was behind the scheme.

After receiving this revelation, Ophelia initially felt disbelief.

Zelena had once been so attentive to her, and she never imagined that the one who had caused her harm was actually her!

After learning that Zelena was the mastermind, Ophelia fell silent for several days. Ultimately, she resolved to seek revenge against Zelena, leading her to orchestrate this car accident.

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She had someone keeping watch for a long time, and finally, the perfect opportunity came.

Ophelia never intended for Zelena to end up paralyzed.

Zelena was paralyzed all thanks to her own “dedication” back then.

If it weren’t for her two previous back injuries, her spine wouldn’t have been so fragile.

Now that she was paralyzed, perhaps this was the best punishment for her.

After leaving the entertainment circle, she thought she could return to the Blake family and live a life of luxury as their spoiled daughter.

Well, she had to spend the rest of her life lying in bed now.

Three months later.

Zelena had tried several times to regain her mobility but failed.

The nerves were dead, and recovery was impossible. Even the hospital had given up, telling Josh and Sharon to accept this reality.

Josh and Sharon, of course, weren’t going to let the person responsible for the accident get away with it.

But, Ophelia had paid off the person who caused the crash. Before he even got in the car, Ophelia had already given him enough money and had arranged everything, even ensuring his sentence would be reduced.

The accident was ruled an unfortunate mishap.

The truck’s brakes had failed.

And because the driver showed such remorse in court, slapping himself in the face, and didn’t attempt to flee, he was sentenced to only seven years.

No matter how much Josh and Sharon resented it, the law is the law.

The courts would only act within legal boundaries.

Seven years in exchange for Zelena to spend the rest of her life paralyzed.

Who could imagine what Zelena must have felt when she woke up in that hospital bed, realizing she couldn’t move?

Josh and Sharon hired a caregiver for her.

However, from the moment Zelena learned she was paralyzed, she completely crumbled.

Her parents were heartbroken too, and they personally fed Zelena, caring for her daily.

Until one day…

Ophelia came to see her in person.

“Lena, look who’s here to see you!”

Sharon smiled as she opened the door, gesturing for Ophelia to come in.

Ophelia was wearing sunglasses and a sleek brown designer coat. She was also holding an exclusive leather handbag while exuding her star-like aura.

The caregiver was feeding Zelena.

Despite her breakdown, she had reluctantly accepted the need to eat since she had nothing better to do than lie in bed.

Hearing Sharon’s voice, Zelena glanced toward the door.

She was surprised to see Ophelia and her eyes flickered.

Ophelia strode over to the bedside and removed her sunglasses, smiling down at Zelena, but her eyes were cold.

“It’s been a while, Lena.”

After Zelena had returned to Arlowand, not a single friend had come to visit her.

Finally, someone had come.

Sharon thought Zelena would be happy about this, so she motioned for the caregiver to leave the room.

The caregiver set the bowl aside, wiped her hands, and left the room.

“Ophelia, have a seat. You’re the first person to come visit Lena. Thank you so much. Poor Lena … she is having such a hard time.”

As Sharon spoke, her eyes welled up with tears. Ophelia’s lips curled into a cold smile.

Hard time?

Her suffering couldn’t be compared to her cruelty!

It’s retribution and she deserved this!

Of course, Ophelia wasn’t going to say any of this to Sharon. Straightening her coat, she said, “Mrs. Blake, perhaps you should step out for a bit. I’d like to have a personal conversation with Lena. I’m sure she’d like to catch up with me as well.”

Sharon glanced at Zelena, then nodded. “Alright. I’ll leave you two to talk. Take your time.”

Ophelia smiled. “Sure.”

After Sharon left, only Ophelia and Zelena remained in the room.

Zelena, though paralyzed, could still speak. Once Sharon was out, she rasped, “Ophelia, I can’t believe that you’re here to visit me.”

Ophelia responded coolly, “How could I not? I have to be here… to have a good laugh at you.”

Zelena’s face stiffened. A second later, she recalled the time she had accidentally injured Ophelia, and guilt immediately gnawed at her heart.

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“What do you mean?”

“Hahaha, stop pretending at this point, Zelena. It was you! You’re the reason my career stalled, mocked by everyone online, and I lost the Best Actress Award!”

Ophelia didn’t beat around the bush.

Zelena would be the biggest fool on Earth if she still couldn’t comprehend.

It was clear that Ophelia knew everything now, which was why she had come today.

Since her intentions weren’t kind, Zelena certainly didn’t want to stay in the same room with her. She couldn’t do anything in her current condition, and if Ophelia wanted to harm her, she wouldn’t even be able to fight back.

“Ophelia, calm down. You … you must have misunderstood something,” Zelena said, trying to sound composed as her eyes darted toward the call button by the bed.

Ophelia had already seen through her. She stood from her seat and slowly approached the bedside.

“Are you thinking of pressing the call button right now?

“Too bad. You can’t move now. Hahaha, this is the best revenge the universe could have given you! At first, I thought you might die in that crash. But now, I think paralysis suits you better. You’ll spend the rest of your life lying in bed or maybe, in a wheelchair.”

“W…-what? The accident … was your doing? You hired someone to hit me?”

Zelena’s voice grew frantic, her eyes wide with shock as she glared at Ophelia.

Ophelia crossed her arms, not even bothering to deny it.

“Yes, I hired someone to cause your accident. And what if I did? What can you do about it?”

There were only two people in the room. Ophelia hadn’t come here just to mock her; she had come to make everything crystal clear.

She wanted to deliver the final blow; if not, she would regret it for the rest of her life.

Ophelia was well-prepared.

She brought her face closer to Zelena’s and whispered sinisterly, “Since your accident, I’ve had my eye on your every move.

“Those caregivers taking care of you are my people. Don’t worry. I’ll make sure they take excellent care of you for the rest of your days.”

“You! Get out! Get out of here! Someone help! Mom! Mmm…

mmm…

Ophelia grabbed the spoon from the nearby bowl and forced it into Zelena’s mouth, silencing her cries for help.

“After everything you did to me, letting you live the rest of your life in bed is merciful. You really had me fooled for a while, but not anymore. I found out everything myself.” Ophelia’s voice was ice-cold.

“Your stupidity is beyond saving. Your jealousy toward Violeta destroyed you, but did you even manage to hurt her? No. She reached even greater heights. She’s won awards, even the Oscar. And you? A car crash and paralysis, this is the end of your story.”

There was a flash of hatred in Ophelia’s eyes as she spoke.

She despised Violeta too, but what could she do?

She hated Zelena even more for her incompetence. Why didn’t she manage to ruin Violeta? Why did her plans fail? Why had she caused so much damage to Ophelia’s life instead?

Ophelia had lost the Best Actress Award, along with the opportunity to take her career to the next level.

Now, people in the industry secretly laughed at her.

A once famous actress, now disgraced by false rumors, with explicit photos spread all over the internet, this scandal would forever stain her name, leaving her utterly defenseless.

Ophelia had gone through the darkest period of her life.

She locked herself away in her apartment, even contemplating suicide. But in the end, she couldn’t do it. She couldn’t let herself die, because that would mean letting those who laughed at her win. It would let the person who ruined her life walk away unpunished.

She couldn’t forgive those who mocked her, and she couldn’t forgive the one truly responsible for her downfall.

Violeta had taken the Best Actress Award. Ophelia hated her for it, but there was nothing she could do.

All she could do was channel all her rage and hatred toward the real culprit, Zelena.

Zelena screamed, her voice hoarse with fury, “Ophelia, I never wanted to hurt you! It was Violeta! It’s all her fault! If you want revenge, go after her! Why are you coming after me?”

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Ophelia smirked. “Is that so? Then why did you keep those videos of me?”

Zelena froze, unable to respond.

When Ophelia first began investigating Zelena, she had hired a hacker at a hefty price to hack Zelena’s computer.

That was where she found the videos Zelena had secretly saved.

Watching those videos had been like a dagger to Ophelia’s heart.

If Zelena had truly felt guilty, she would’ve deleted them long ago. The fact that Zelena had kept those videos could only mean one thing: she was planning to use them against Ophelia in the future. There was no other explanation.

Since Zelena had gone so far, there was no way Ophelia would just sit back and do nothing. She wasn’t that easy to push around.

Ophelia picked up the bowl of hot oatmeal next to her and began forcefully shoving spoonfuls of the oatmeal into Zelena’s mouth. Even though it was scalding, she didn’t care. Zelena tried to resist, but Ophelia kept pushing it in until the corners of her mouth were burned.

Zelena whimpered, but there was nothing she could do.

Ophelia didn’t stop until she had fed Zelena every last bite.

Then, she patted Zelena’s cheek and said, “Don’t worry, Lena. I’ll be visiting you often. After all, we’re besties, aren’t we? You said so yourself. I won’t abandon you. I’ll take good care of you and make sure to visit you regularly.”

Her tone was gentle, but in the next moment, Ophelia’s expression darkened. She grabbed a fistful of Zelena’s hair, her voice dropping to a menacing whisper. “Don’t even think about telling anyone what’s happening. Who do you think your parents will believe? You, a mentally unstable patient, or the caregivers?

“Even if you get rid of them, the next ones will still be my people. Wave after wave, I’ll make sure of it. Let’s see how long it takes for you to completely lose your parents’ trust.”

“Lena, you better live a long life, I’ll be right here with you.”

With that, she yanked her hand back and tossed away the strands of hair that had come loose in her grip with disdain.

Half a month later, in Quinston.

The first episode of the reality show Violeta had participated had aired.

This was Violeta’s debut on a reality show, and the ratings were through the roof. It instantly became the top show in its time slot, with a massive lead over its competitors.

The two-hour episode ended with a serene scene.

Violeta was sitting by a tranquil lake, sipping coffee with two literary giants. The atmosphere was calm, peaceful, and filled with laughter.

“Violeta, do you have any life advice you’d like to share with your fans?” one of the hosts asked.

Violeta, holding a delicate cup, paused for a moment. Countless memories flashed through her mind as she gazed into the camera. Finally, with a soft smile, she said, “I wouldn’t call it advice, but I do have a few blessings I’d like to offer to those watching.

“To everyone out there, live boldly.

“No matter where you are in life, whether you’re happy or stuck in your darkest moments, none of that should stop you from appreciating tonight’s sunset. In the end, in this fleeting passage of time, you will learn that the person you need to love the most is yourself. You shine brighter than any sunset.

“I hope that every morning when you wake up, the sky is clear and that warmth and joy rush toward you. May flowers bloom along your path, and may your future be just as beautiful.

“To everyone living in this precious world, know that there will always be a ray of light meant just for you.

“I wish you and I both a bright future!”

Chapter 696

“Jas, Jas?”

“Hmm?”

Zoren looked at him, puzzled. “Did you not hear what I just said?”

Jasper chuckled awkwardly, his eyes glued to his phone screen. “Oh, what did you say?”

Zoren sighed in exasperation and repeated, “I said my uncle’s daughter, who’s been away for years, is coming back. She’ll be attending our school, and my mom wants me to help her get settled on the first day. But I already made plans with some people, so I’m too busy. Could you pick her up for me?”

Jasper grinned, patting Zoren’s shoulder, then took a swig from the beer can on the table. “Some people? You mean the History Department beauty, Amelia?”

Zoren froze. “How did you know?”

Jasper flipped his phone around, showing Zoren his social media feed. A girl’s profile picture was front and center, along with a selfie from the other night at the bar. Though it was just a selfie, Zoren could clearly be seen in the background, lounging on the couch.

With a teasing grin, Jasper said, “So, you’re ditching your cousin to hang out with a girl, huh? Not exactly the best move.”

Zoren grimaced. “Why bring that up? Geez.

“Anyway, I really can’t make it. Can’t you go for me, just this once?”

Jasper didn’t hesitate to refuse. He leaned back in his chair and said, “No way, I’m busy too. Just because you’re going out doesn’t mean I don’t have plans.

“Do I look like someone who shows up early to things?”

Zoren knew he had a point, leaving him stuck in a bind.

Violeta, his long-lost cousin, had just returned, but no one had seen her yet. Rumor had it that she wasn’t exactly easy on the eyes, which was why she had stayed out of the spotlight for so long.

Of course, Zoren wouldn’t turn her away just because she wasn’t pretty. But as a guy in his prime, he wasn’t thrilled about ditching his plans with other girls to go pick her up.

So, Zoren turned to Liam. “Liam?”

“I’m busy too.”

Liam didn’t even look up from his phone.

Zoren frowned. “Busy with what?”

Liam sighed. “My family’s dealing with some stuff right now. I can’t really get into it, but I’ll tell you more later. My mom wants me to lie low for a bit. On the first day of school, I’m getting a ride from my family, so I won’t have time to pick her up.”

“Alright, fine.”

Zoren threw his hands up in mock defeat. “Unbelievable! When I hit a little bump in the road, you guys all start making excuses. My heart is breaking here!”

Liam smirked. “Hade’s probably free. Why don’t you ask him?”

“Him? No way. If I can’t get you guys to do it, how am I supposed to get him to help? Forget it.”

Liam raised an eyebrow. “You won’t know until you try.”

Jasper chimed in, laughing. “Exactly. You might be surprised Hade could say yes.”

Zoren scratched his head. “Yeah, maybe I’ll give him a call.”

They were out for drinks that night, but Hayden hadn’t come.

He wasn’t one for bars or nightlife. Of the four of them, Hayden was the most straight-laced.

Zoren had always wondered if Hayden had any desires at all.

Zoren dialed Hayden’s number. After about thirty seconds, Hayden’s cool, steady voice came through the line.

“Hello?”

“Hade, I need a favor.”

“No.”

“Hey, don’t just shut me down like that! I haven’t even told you what it is yet. It’s super simple, I promise. Hardly any trouble at all.”

“Go on.”

“On the first day of school, can you pick up my cousin for me?”

There was silence on the other end of the line.

“Hade? Are you still there? Hade? Hello?”

Zoren had been expecting Hayden to reject him outright, but to his surprise, Hayden responded in a way that made Zoren’s expression shift to something between shock and confusion.

It turned out that Hayden was available on the first day of school.

He had been ready to refuse Zoren, but an idea to mess with him crossed his mind. So, Hayden said, “I’ll do it–but only if you give me something in return.”

“Something in return?” Zoren repeated. “Like what?”

Zoren offered to buy Hayden a bottle of alcohol.

Hayden wasn’t interested.

With a smirk in his voice, Hayden said, “Call me ‘Daddy,’ and I’ll do it.”

Zoren’s expression turned downright comical. After weighing his options for a few moments, he snuck off to a quiet corner and, with as much dignity as he could muster, muttered the word into the phone.

Hayden chuckled, clearly in a good mood, and agreed to help.

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When Zoren returned with his phone in hand, Jasper gave him a smirk.

“So, he turned you down, huh? Haha.”

Zoren took a sip from the beer on the table. “Guess what? Hade agreed.”

Liam raised an eyebrow. “What? He actually agreed? Not bad.”

Of course, Zoren wasn’t about to tell them what kind of deal they made. “Yep!”

Just then, Jasper’s phone rang. He glanced at it but didn’t answer right away. “Alright, that’s it for today, I’m heading out.”

Liam nodded. “Got it.”

When Jasper first laid eyes on Violeta, she wasn’t at all what he had expected.

“Hade, are we just going to wait here? I feel like we’re too early. Zoren’s cousin probably isn’t even downstairs yet.”

Jasper’s voice trailed off as he spoke.

His eyes locked onto a figure ahead, a girl in a simple dress.

Violeta was standing right in front of them. Jasper’s gaze unintentionally met hers; her eyes were calm, emotionless, neither happy nor sad.

In that instant, the vague image he had of her suddenly became much clearer.

Hayden spoke calmly, “She’s standing right there.”

Jasper had a brief moment of regret.

If he had known, he wouldn’t have been so quick to refuse Zoren’s request.

Jasper was about to make a witty comment when Hayden shot him a look.

Just one look.

After years of friendship, Jasper understood immediately that Hayden was interested in the girl.

They all knew what that meant.

When Hayden had his eyes set on something, the rest of them never competed. There was no need for that.

Jasper slung an arm around Liam’s shoulders, and the two of them quietly retreated to the back, trailing behind the others as they headed toward the cafeteria.

Without drawing attention, Jasper’s eyes flicked briefly toward the hem of Violeta’s dress. He pulled out his phone and, without hesitation, canceled his lunch plans for the day.

Normally, Jasper never ate at the cafeteria. But that afternoon, he stayed and ate with the group.

Later that evening, someone teased him about it.

“Hey, Jasper, what’s up with you this semester? You’re acting differently. Cafeteria food? That’s so not like you.”

Jasper shot the guy a glance. “Got nothing better to say?”

“Just kidding, man, just kidding!”

The group burst into laughter, thinking nothing of it.

Suddenly, Jasper’s expression darkened. He threw his drink at the guy. “F*ck off.”

Everyone froze. Jasper never got mad. Even when people joked about his girlfriends, he always shrugged it off.

But this time…

The guy, now drenched in beer, quickly set his cup down and slunk away.

One of Jasper’s close friends tried to smooth things over. “Come on, Jasper, it wasn’t that serious. No need to get worked up.”

“You too, shut up. You’re ruining the vibe,” Jasper said and stood up.

He left after grabbing his jacket.

From that moment, it felt like something had shifted.

Who doesn’t like a generous man?

Jasper was the only son of the Weekleys.

When he was three, his mother, Cynthia, consulted a psychic in the mountains about his future.

The psychic looked at Jasper’s picture and said only four words.

“A rocky road in love.”

When Jasper, in his rebellious teen years, heard about this, he found it laughable.

What century are we in now?

How can people still believe in stuff like that?

But by high school, Jasper had started dating early, much to his family’s frustration, and by college, he was still giving his parents plenty of headaches. Cynthia had worried about him endlessly.

“Does Hade like Vio?”

“It’s clear, isn’t it?”

Zoren idly twirled a tennis racket in his hands as he brought up the topic during a casual conversation.

Jasper was leaning against the metal railing of the bleachers, sipping water.

Dressed in a white casual shirt with the sleeves rolled up, his dark eyes were fixed on something across the court.

Liam, who was sitting slouched in the bleachers with his legs crossed, was scrolling his phone lazily, looking completely unconcerned.

“If Vio and Hade end up together,” Zoren mused, “does that mean I’m his cousin too? Haha, imagine that!”

Liam didn’t even glance up.

“You wish. I don’t think they’re that compatible.”

Zoren blinked in surprise. “Why not?”

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Liam said, “I’ve never seen Hade interested in anyone before. I think he’s just curious about Violeta right now, probably more interested than actual feelings. But if they do end up together, it wouldn’t be bad for your families.”

Zoren thought about Liam’s words for a moment before turning to Jasper, who was still leaning against the railing. “Jas, what do you think?”

Jasper unscrewed his bottle, took a sip, and then casually tossed the empty bottle into the distant trash can with perfect accuracy.

He leaned back against the railing, looking at them.

“I don’t know. But if Hade likes her, I think that’s great. It’s been years since he deserves someone by his side. As his friend, I’d be happy for him.”

Zoren let out a laugh and walked over to stand beside Jasper.

“Exactly, I feel the same way.

“We’ve been best friends for so long, I just want someone who understands him.”

Liam didn’t argue and shrugged. “Fair enough. I’ve got no problem with that.”

Zoren grinned, “Maybe we should invite Vio to join our tennis club. That way, we can all keep an eye on her. After all, she’s my cousin, and my mom keeps reminding me to look out for her at school.”

He turned to Jasper. “What do you think? You’re the club president.”

“No problem,” Jasper replied.

He then glanced down at his watch. “It’s getting late. Are you guys going to Mystique tonight? There’s a new DJ.”

Zoren shook his head. “Not tonight.”

Liam stood up and stretched, “Same here, I can’t. My mom’s been keeping me on a short leash lately.”

Zoren raised an eyebrow. “What’s going on with your family, Liam?”

Liam sighed. “There’s some kind of trouble over in Harbor City. Apparently, my Dad has an illegitimate child.”

“What?”

Zoren almost choked on nothing.

Even Jasper looked a little surprised. “What’s going on?”

Liam shrugged. “Who knows? It might not even be true. My Mom hasn’t given me all the details, but I’m pretty sure it’s real. They’re probably getting a paternity test done or something. Right now, they’re still over in Harbor City.”

Zoren looked at him in disbelief. “Liam, when did this happen? Your parents aren’t getting divorced, are they?”

“They won’t, not for my sake at least. My Mom’s not the type to leave, even if this turns out to be true. But whatever, I don’t want to talk about it.”

Jasper stepped forward and patted Liam on the shoulder. “If you need anything, you know we’ve got your back.”

Liam gave him a nod. “Thanks. I’m out of here.”

“See you.”

Later that night, Jasper headed to Mystique, as usual. A few of his friends had put together a small gathering.

Jasper had a few drinks while the others chatted excitedly about some new girls at the bar. Some students from the nearby film academy had started working there part-time.

All around him, he could hear the guys debating which girl was the best-looking.

Jasper sat in a corner, smoking a cigarette. His dark eyes were partially hidden by the rising smoke. He stayed silent, and no one really knew what was on his mind.

Since that incident where Jasper smashed the glass in anger, no one dared to joke around carelessly in front of him anymore.

They had learned their lesson about crossing the line.

After all, the Weekleys weren’t a family anyone could casually mess with. The only reason they were even hanging out with Jasper was that he liked to have fun. But if anyone pushed him too far, they knew they’d be in serious trouble.

He was, after all, the sole heir to the Weekleys.

In most wealthy families, there were plenty of children, and inheritances were split among them. However, Jasper’s father was a loyal man. He had been in an arranged marriage with Cynthia since childhood, and despite the freedom of wealth and power, he had never strayed from her, neither before nor after their marriage. Jasper was their only son.

Jasper was undeniably the future head of the Weekley family.

Even the most mild-tempered lion is still a lion. And his temperament depended entirely on his mood.

“Jasper, want to order some drinks and check out the new girls?” one of the guys suggested.

“Sure. Whatever,” Jasper replied calmly, flicking the ash from his cigarette.

“Alright! I’ll go outside and make the arrangements.”

Jasper glanced at him but said nothing, leaning back into the cushions of the sofa.

A few minutes later, a group of waitresses entered, carrying trays of drinks. They were dressed in short skirts and some had gone the extra mile, wearing black stockings or fishnets to catch the eye.

Chapter 699

Since they ordered so many drinks, five waitresses came in to deliver them.

Coincidentally, these five were the new staff members.

As soon as they entered the room, they began pouring drinks, and several people in the room couldn’t help but stare at them.

Someone leaned over to Jasper and whispered, “Jasper, which one catches your eye?”

“They’re all average,” Jasper replied, taking another drag from his cigarette.

Surprised, the guy blinks.

“What? Are you changing your type now? The girl you brought last time was amazing. You surely know how to have fun.”

Changing tastes?

Jasper didn’t think so.

Lately, he had just grown tired of it all. It seemed like no one caught his attention anymore.

Besides, he wasn’t the type to seriously get involved with women in these places. At most, if a girl was good-looking, he’d treat her kindly, like buying drinks and making sure she got a good tip.

Because of that, many saw Jasper as a walking goldmine when he visited Mystique. After all, who wouldn’t like a generous man?

But tonight, he found everything dull. He stood up to leave.

Just as he reached downstairs, he stumbled upon a commotion.

There were six new waitresses; five had gone upstairs, but one was different. Despite being a woman, she insisted on wearing the men’s uniform, refusing to wear a skirt.

The owner of Mystique, annoyed with her, had sent her to greet guests at the entrance instead.

That night, a drunk customer caused trouble. After she escorted him to the door, the man, unable to stand properly, fell flat on his face. Furious, he blamed her, claiming she had pushed him.

Mandy Vickers, the server in question, was fed up.

“Are you serious? We have cameras! You tripped over your own. What does that have to do with me?”

Mystique was Jasper’s usual hangout, so aside from the familiar faces, he also noticed the newer ones.

“It was you! You pushed me!” The man yelled, his face flushed red from the alcohol.

In a fit of drunken rage, he swung a slap at Mandy.

However, someone caught hold of his hand.

Jasper was about to get into his car when this unfolded.

The one who caught the man’s hand was Jasper’s driver.

Mandy’s eyes widened in shock. She had instinctively raised her arm to block the hit, but hadn’t expected someone else to step in.

The driver glared at the drunk man. “Get lost.”

The man had only wanted to vent his frustrations. Drunk and emboldened by the idea that Mandy was just a lowly worker, he had felt free to slap her.

He didn’t expect anyone to intervene.

Now, seeing the driver and glancing at the luxury car’s license plate, the man sobered up immediately. He stammered out an apology and hurried away.

Mandy was about to say something to the driver, but he had already gotten into the car and driven off.

She stared at the car for a moment, taking note of the license plate.

At that moment, Skyler, Mystique’s manager, approached. “Mandy, what’s going on?”

Mandy briefly explained what had happened, but Skyler seemed unbothered.

Mystique was a bar.

Drunk customers causing trouble wasn’t anything new. If it were a minor issue, they let it go.

If it got worse, they called the cops.

Skyler shrugged. “Looks like you got lucky. Since you didn’t get hit, get back to work.”

Half a month passed.

The tennis club was recruiting new members, and Violeta had joined.

Jasper hadn’t been to Mystique in a while.

Recently, a strange rumor had been spreading around the school that he and Violeta were in a relationship.

How ridiculous.

Jasper was never the type to hide his relationships. In fact, he made every relationship public, though none of them lasted very long.

Someone had obviously started the rumor, and though he didn’t know who, it was beginning to annoy him.

He considered clearing things up and finding out who had started the gossip so he could teach them a lesson.

But to his surprise, Violeta decided to play along and confirm the rumor!

That day in the cafeteria, she acted sweetly and even tried feeding him soup. Jasper stared straight into her eyes. She looked happy and almost eager, but there wasn’t any affection.

He couldn’t quite figure out why Violeta was doing this, but he had a feeling it was all just a game to her.

Still, he couldn’t help but find it amusing.

Most women would be desperate to clear their names and avoid rumors like that, fearing it might ruin their reputation.

Chapter 700

Violeta seemed eager to have the rumors spread even further.

It was like she didn’t care about her reputation at all, actually, she seemed perfectly fine with being tied to him.

Wait.

Jasper paused, feeling confused.

Is my reputation that bad?

He prided himself on never being stingy with women. They wanted money and gifts, and he wanted pleasure. It was an equal deal for both sides.

But then again, guys like him were probably the last type a “good girl” would want to be around.

That thought left him feeling a bit unsettled.

“What do you think Violeta’s up to?” Zoren mused aloud. “You think she likes you?”

“Likes me?” Jasper raised an eyebrow.

Zoren stroked his chin thoughtfully as if he were putting pieces together.

“But what about Hade? Does Violeta even like him? She better not fall for you, or things are gonna get real awkward between all of us.”

Jasper lowered his eyes slightly.

Yeah, she better not fall for me.

Liam chuckled. “Hey, Zero, why are you so sure Hade’s into Violeta?”

Zoren looked at them in disbelief. “What, you guys really don’t see it? Come on, don’t play dumb.”

Jasper wanted a smoke, but his lighter was still in the tennis club. He toyed with the unlit cigarette between his fingers, giving them a half smile. “Whether Hade likes her or not, Violeta and I are never going to be together.”

Liam blinked. “What?”

Jasper didn’t bother to explain. “Gotta go. I’ve got plans.”

Having known Hayden for years, Jasper understood his friend’s attitude. Hayden wasn’t easy to read, but he was clearly waiting to see how Jasper reacted to Violeta.

Even Zoren had noticed Hayden’s feelings for her, so there was no way Jasper hadn’t picked up on it too.

Hayden was likely just observing, seeing if Jasper had any interest. If he did, Hayden would back off.

After all, neither of them wanted to ruin their friendship.

When it came to relationships, Jasper believed in fate. He’d never forced anyone into anything every woman he’d dated had been willing.

And since Hayden had met Violeta first, Jasper knew where the line was.

He wouldn’t take things further with Violeta, even if he did find her intriguing.

To be honest, Jasper didn’t fully understand why he was drawn to her.

Maybe it was that first impression she gave him.

Or maybe it was that old saying: You always want what you can’t have.

Whatever the reason, he didn’t care to figure it out.

That night, he found himself back at Mystique.

Jasper had already forgotten his act of kindness from last time, but Mandy hadn’t.

The drunk guy from before had grown angrier after sobering up and returned to Mystique to file a complaint against her. Skyler, the manager, checked the security footage and saw that it was Jasper’s driver who had intervened.

Even though Jasper himself hadn’t stepped in, Skyler couldn’t forget that car’s license plate.

Jasper was someone Skyler couldn’t afford to offend.

Not knowing the exact relationship between Jasper and Mandy, Skyler didn’t dock her pay as usual.

Instead, Skyler gave her a mild scolding and let it slide.

Mandy, however, remembered the incident clearly. When she saw Jasper return to Mystique, she went out of her way to find his driver and thank him, offering a box of cigarettes as a gesture of gratitude.

She couldn’t afford anything fancy, so she’d bought a pack of soft Marlboros.

The driver was sitting in the car waiting for Jasper when Mandy knocked on the window, catching him off guard.

“You’re thanking me?” He laughed. “No need for that. Keep the cigarettes.”

Mandy, afraid he wouldn’t accept them, quickly tossed the pack through the car window. “Come on, sir. If it weren’t for you last time, the money I’d lose from my paycheck could buy ten packs of these.”

The driver shook his head in disbelief. “It wasn’t me who helped you. If you want to thank someone, thank him.”

“Ummm?”

“Him?”

Mandy blinked in confusion.

The driver smiled. “Yeah, he’s upstairs. You work at Mystique, and you don’t know who he is? His name’s Jasper.”

Mandy froze for a moment.

She’d never heard of Jasper before.

She was new to Mystique and wasn’t from Quinston. She had only come to the city for college and worked at Mystique part-time as a hostess. She barely knew anything about the wealthy elite.

But now, the driver had pointed her in the right direction.

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