Mom's trust

It was evening and Jason had just gotten to his hotel room. He was exhausted and tired from a long day at the gym and just wanted to rest.

He hurriedly went into the bathroom to take a cold relaxing shower to calm himself down before sitting on his bed.

He thought back to the events of the day and a small smile was put on his face.

He had gone to the gym, worked out, gotten to an acceptable level with Chinese Qinggong, and had a fight with a brown belt martial artist.

Jason did not think that anything was wrong with Antonio's skills or that his brown belt was gotten unfairly.

Jason just thought that he was too strong for a brown belt karate master to fight. He even thought that maybe even black belt masters wouldn't be a match for him currently.

He couldn't help but grow proud. He started to entertain the thought that maybe he didn't even need to go to that martial arts master tomorrow to be tested.

He didn't think he needed the lessons anymore so it would be okay not to go.

But he eventually made up his mind and convinced himself that he needed to go so that he could have an excuse to get into frequent contact with Felicia.

He smugly thought back to the match that afternoon.

After the clash with Antonio, the young man did not say anything and directly got off stage and walked away without looking at anyone.

This left the audience and the owner to be baffled and disappointed. They were clearly there for a fight, not to watch someone run away after merely the first clash.

Of course, everyone could only keep the resentment in their heart as they still couldn't afford to offend the gang behind Antonio.

With that in mind, everyone left the dojo and gym altogether in silence. Nothing more about the fight was ever said anymore.

Jason and the owner took a look and what was happening but they weren't really in a daze, they were just slightly surprised about the result but nonetheless went on with life.

They both separated silently without much of a word to each other and left in different directions to carry on with their separate lives.

Jason was currently on the couch in his room after reminiscing about his day before stopping after a few minutes.

He then brought out his phone and called his mom.

After a short 3 rings, the phone was picked up.

"Hey mama, how are you doing?" Asked Jason

"Hey bobo, I'm alright. How about you? Have you eaten I know you usually don't eat at all once you find something to do.. tell me what you ate today." His mom said back.

Jason's mom, Marilyn Wang, was a 44-year-old middle-aged woman. At her age, she definitely wasn't at her prime but she still looked as beautiful as a 31-year-old woman. No wrinkles could be seen on her face at all meaning that age has been good to her lately.

Even after working as hard as she did, she didn't look stressed out. She would always say that there was nothing to stress about especially since she had her two children; Jason and Jessica.

According to her, her children were her rock and support and as long as they were fine, she would have no worries in her life.

She even had something she always said to her kids to instill confidence in them. She always said, "My children are two great nations". That was a kind of motto she raised her children with and it stuck with them.

"C'mon mom, how can I let you worry like that. Of course, I've eaten. Had some pancakes at the hotel and it was super delicious. Not as delicious as the ones you make though. A better cook than my mom hasn't been born into the world yet." Jason said and flattered immediately without shame.

On the other side of the call, Marilyn rolled her eyes as she heard her son flattering her like that.

She knew that whenever he does that, it's because he doesn't want her to ask too many questions on the topic.

She checked the time in Milan and it was evening, pretty much night and normal people would have had at least two meals at this time but Jason only mentions pancakes.

He probably forgot to eat again but she didn't nag him too much on it. As long as he had eaten at least once then she's fine with it.

But if he hadn't eaten anything all day, that's when she would nag him, scold him and nag him some more.

Back to Jason, as he listened on the phone and didn't hear his mom asking more questions about what he ate, he heaved a sigh of relief. Luckily his plan worked.

They continued chatting about mundane things for the next few minutes before his mom had to end the call because she had to go to bed. She had work early the next day so she had to go no matter how bad work was.

Before she could hang up though Jason suggested something to her.

Jason told her that if possible, she could use up all her paid leaves for the next 2 months. He only gave her a perfunctory reason for suggesting it.

But his mother knew him too well for her to be tricked like that but she again didn't ask questions.

All their lives, Jason had always had his mom's best interest in his mind. He always helped her out with as many things as he could so she knew that whatever the reason, it would be in her best interest to listen to him.

She said that she would try the process and tell him when it worked.

They then said their goodbyes and then finally hung up the call.

Jason then put his phone away, called room service for his dinner. Then he would cultivate till late before going to bed. He wanted to sleep and be at his best because he had the meeting with Felicia the next day to meet the master she found.

He was happy with the way his day went as he prepared for the rest of his activities for the night.

Meanwhile on the other side of the city, in a very luxurious villa in the 'rich' part of town.

A young man could be seen walking into the building with a scowl on his face and casts on his right hand. The cast seemed to be new and the young man was just brought from the hospital.

The young man was Antonio and he just got discharged from the hospital. After clashing with Jason's fist, he had to check his fists because it felt like it was broken.

After getting his right hand checked, he was surprised to find out that it wasn't just his fists that were affected.

The blow affected his forearms up to the elbow so his hands had to be put in a cast for about eight weeks for it to fully heal.

He was feeling really indignant about all that happened to him so he came to get some back up to deal with Jason.

When he walked in, he found someone in the living room relaxing with his eyes closed seeming to have had a very stressful day.

"Father, you're back. You would not believe what a peasant did to me today. He had the guts to break my arm dad. He didn't believe the gang could do anything to him at all." Antonio started complaining once he saw his father.

"Quiet down!" his father barked at him immediately to shut him up.

His father opened his eyes to look at him, noticed his cast, and immediately grew angry.

With fierce anger in his face, he shouted.

"Which dreg did that to you, what were the boys I assigned to you doing?"

If Jason was there, he would notice that he was familiar with Antonio's father.

It turned out that Antonio's father was none other than Marconi who Jason had an altercation with at the hotel in Malpensa.

"They were beaten down too. They were absolutely useless. I need stronger people if not anyone can bully me like that. Maybe someone with a gun too. I want to kill that boy that did this to me." Antonio said viciously.

Marconi heard his son's request and was seriously considering it. To him, it's not an issue to kill one or two ordinary people whenever they displease him.

He thought about what he was working on for the gang currently and had to curb his thoughts for now.

"Just wait a little while, the other boys are doing something but once I'm done with them, we'll find the one that did this to you and make him pay an arm and a leg for breaking your hands." Marconi said.

"Fine, I want to heal my arms and break his hands and legs myself before I kill him anyway," Antonio said as he heard his father's words.

He knew that his father was working on something that would bring him more benefits so he didn't insist on it.

"Alright, I'll wait for your good news father." He said and walked upstairs to his room to see the maids of the house for some fun.