“They deceived us first!” a man yelled at the entrance.
“If you said so, where's your evidence? Have you taken your photos at this studio? I dare say that you're not even worthy to have your portraits taken at other low-ranked studios!” Jake mocked them.
He had a point! None of those who were causing a rumpus were actually the customers of Joan's photography studio. Obviously, they were hired by a mastermind to put up a show.
“Mind your own business, you've got nothing to do with this photography studio!” a woman yelled.
“No doubt I'm not the owner, I can't tolerate how you're creating something out of nothing!” Jake
folded his arms and stated firmly.
He's as stubborn as a mule! The crowd was getting impatient with Jake. They were displeased to see him trying to defend Joan.
“I suggest you stay out of this, man. Otherwise, you're gonna get it,” a man advised Jake.
“It's best you find out who am I first, or risk dying a horrible death,” Jake taunted.
The crowd instinctively backed away. A fearful expression settled upon their faces.
“Who's this arrogant man?”
“I don't know either. I don't recognize him and he doesn't look local.”
“Is he filthy rich?”
The people at the back murmured, starting to speculate Jake's identity.
Looking at their terrifying expressions, Jake became even more certain that they were just a group of scaredy-cats who picked and chose who to bully. With that, he straightened his back and tilted his chin up.
“What's your name?” someone in their midst asked.
“I'm Jake Wilson,” he answered loud and clear.
Within moments, Jake's name filled the search columns on all of their phones.
Seriously? He s one of the rich and famous.”
The sole heir of a president of a large domestic
I"
company!
“He studied abroad and established his own foundation.”
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