Banquet of Masks 2

After hearing those words, Amanda frowned. So he was referring to that man of hers. Well, they had fought that day and she had to take care of him just to pacify him. And all of it was because of Jason!

The group's confidence wavered under Jason's calculated words. He had mastered the art of striking where it hurt the most, using subtle yet powerful linguistic cues to disarm his opponents. He mirrored their energy, then flipped the script, leaving them scrambling for footing.

Amanda stepped forward, her cobalt eyes narrowing as she regarded Jason.

"You think you're so clever," she said, her voice cold. "But we all know you're just playing a role. Living off someone else's success. I saw you in that store. The blonde woman… she's your sugar mommy right? Or is it the brown-haired woman? Veronica, was her name?"

Jason's smile didn't waver. He leaned in slightly, his voice dropping to a near whisper, forcing her to focus entirely on him.