novelA Conflict
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Jared was itching to spend all the money in Damon's VIP card. In truth, apart from being half brothers and sharing the same father, they didn't have a lot in common.
One day, Jared stole the VIP card from his brother's table when he was passing by Damon's room.
Debbie had heard about Damon from when Jared used to complain about him to her. From what she could gather, Damon was always very nice to his younger brother, whereas, Jared would treat Damon with disdain.
Although it was Jared's one-sided statement, Debbie could tell that he had been obedient to his older brother on some occasions.
"Jared, what are you two talking about? Come over here!" One of their classmates urged the two to join them.
Jared responded in a loud voice, "All right, all right. Scott, you won't be allowed to leave here until you have more alcohol than blood running through your body." All of a sudden, Jared looked at Debbie with a concerned expression on his face."Tomboy, I won't drink much tonight. You don't need to drink if you don't want to."
This caught Scott's interest, as he looked at Jared and cheerfully shouted, "Hey bro, what's up? Are you two dating or something? Do you have to ask for Debbie's permission before you drink, huh?"
Debbie and Jared were very popular in their high school. Most of their classmates used to joke about their relationship. However, the truth was quite far from reality. Although they had been good friends who trusted each other, that was all their relationship was, a reliable friendship. Apart from that, they had absolutely no chemistry between them.
Debbie was interested in guys who weren't afraid of commitments, while she thought Jared was more of a playboy. On the contrary, Jared thought Debbie was a tomboy, whereas, he liked winsome coquettes.
They both understood each other very well and agreed that they could only make good friends.
"What? A couple? Come on! Even if we spent the night in the same bed, nothing would happen between us, besides the usual chatting and fighting." Jared held the chair out for Debbie like a gentleman, but the latter cast a reproachful glance at him before sitting down.
In truth, Debbie never enjoyed taking part in these gatherings. Most of the girls chose to isolate her because she was a pretty girl and the boys liked hanging out with her. Their impression of Debbie was that of a bitch who was just pretending to be a tomboy to attract boys.
The girls began to speak ill of her amongst themselves in soft murmurs so that Debbie wouldn't hear them. But she could tell from their body language and the way they looked at her that they were quiet d next sent the girls screaming hysterically.
Since the dining table was fixed firmly to the floor, she turned around, lifted her chair and smashed it on the table. The delicious dishes that had been on the table just a few seconds ago were now littered on the floor, while shards of glass and porcelain flew in the air.
"Debbie Nian, are you crazy?"
"This is Orchid Private Club! Do you think you can afford the compensation?"
Everyone stood and backed up a few steps.
They were starting to feel intimidated by Debbie.
Debbie rolled her eyes, took a step back and kicked Jared's chair to the table beside her with full strength.
The girls sitting at the table who were mocking Debbie shut their mouths immediately. Some boys who had a good relationship with Debbie realized what she was going to do, and came to stop her.
She shook their hands off and spoke in a cold voice, "If you try to stop me, we won't be friends anymore." She promised herself that she would give these blabbermouths a good lesson today, so that they would not dare to provoke her ever again.
"Debbie, these dishes are really expensive, " a boy reminded her kindly. Actually, Debbie's classmates didn't know whether she was from a rich family or not.
As far as they could tell, she rode a BMW to school every day, but she didn't wear designer clothes, nor did she spend money left, right and center.
'I will tear this place apart without caring how much money it would cost me! Carlos Huo has enough money, and he wants me to spend his money. Why not use his money to compensate for the damage?' she thought to herself.
Debbie grabbed a wine bottle from the table and smashed it in front of several girls. They were so frightened that they fell onto the floor.
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