Life at the Top

“Jasper Laine? I can already tell that you’re a poor man from your name.”

Mary mocked him, “I can’t believe you made yourself a name card just because you saw other people doing it. Look at yourself in the mirror first. Who’d want your name card anyway? Save the money and use it to buy some proper clothes, would you?”

However, Mary had not noticed that next to her, Baxter froze upon hearing the name Jasper Laine.

While Jasper’s current status had yet to reach the point of being a household name, his name was no stranger among those of a high enough rank and influence.

This was no different for Baxter, the face of a large company in Harbor City’s transportation sector. Baxter was well aware that the Law family’s request was why his superior had even made an order with the shipyard all the way in Brac County.

As for who the Law family had made the request for…

It was none other than Jasper Laine.

As a mere representative, Baxter’s status had yet to reach the same heights as his superior, the Law family, or Jasper. Thus, he had no idea what Jasper’s identity implied.

However, Baxter understood that Jasper’s status put him on at least equal footing with his own superior, which meant that this was a formidable bigshot Baxter that could not afford to offend.

to bead

man screamed, ‘F*ck! Off all the people in the world, it had to

the name card in

one without dazzling decorations that covered every

Laine, President of JW

was a personal contact number and a landline for

without any English translations

color drained from

Jaspers all over the world, yet

throat as he wondered who had turned off the air conditioning in the private room.

What I’m looking down on is people like you who continue to act like you’re dignified when you’re broke as balls. Just like Greg, that useless filth. Take a look at good hard look at yourself before you start following other people and handing

to

in the next moment, Baxter removed his carefree hand from

if Mary, who was still prized

to be

that sweat, Mr. Daniels? Are you feeling hot?” Mary asked