Jeff shot Charlie an indignant re and dered, “Do you really think I’m scared of you? If it weren’t for that ident, I would have won!”


    Lisa, with an annoyed pout, interjected, “Oh please, keep up with your bluster! Just moments ago, Charlie simply pressed the elerator, and you vanished from sight! Honestly, I believe you would have lost regardless of the ident.”


    “What? Are you serious?” Jeff huffed, grasping for an excuse. “Charlie only managed to overtake me because I forgot to switch my car into sports mode!”


    Quickly shifting the topic, he added, “Anyway, you all wouldn’t get it; this talk about cars is pointless. Let’s go inside. I have a reservation!”


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    As Jeff led the group into the hotel, a waiter approached with a polite greeting, “Good day, sir. Do you have a reservation?”


    Despite feeling bitter, Jeffposed himself, striving to appear cool and collected. “I’m Mowry. I reserved table no. 03 in the hall,” he replied confidently.


    Turning to his friends, he continued, “Sorry, everyone, but it was a bitte when we decided to eat here, and today, only the hall has avable tables.”


    The group waved off his apology, more than happy just to experience dining at a five-star hotel, even if it was in the hall.


    The waiter checked the reservation list and offered a diplomatic smile, “Alright, Mr. Mowry, your table is ready. Please follow me.”


    As they walked to the restaurant, Jeff couldn’t resist teasing, “Hey, Charlie, I bet you’ve never been to a ce this fancy. You’re lucky to be here because of me. You’ll probably never get another chance to enjoy this, loser. Consider yourself fortunate!”


    Charlie stifled augh at Jeff’s sarcastic remarks.


    His family owned Shangri-La, the most elite hotel in Aurous Hill. He could easily buy the entire Hyatt Hotel with just a fraction of his wealth. Ignoring Jeff entirely seemed like the best option.


    Seeing Charlie’s calm demeanor only frustrated Jeff further.


    Charlie had never taken him seriously since childhood, not even now! Here he was, a mere live-in househusband, and yet he had the audacity to dismiss Jeff like this! Today, Jeff was determined to humiliate him!


    An idea sparked in Jeff’s mind—he could embarrass Charlie while simultaneously boosting his buddies’ admiration for him. He wouldter propose a Ponzi scheme to them, hoping to tap into their savings to help solve Caesar’s issue!


    The more he contemted this scheme, the better it seemed!


    Feeling relieved after crafting such a n, he walked ahead with pride and gestured for Mrs. Lewis to take the main seat when they reached their table.


    Once Mrs. Lewis was seated, Jeff took the spot to her left, with Harry and the other sycophants following suit, eager to sit next to him.