Chapter 13 – A Crazy Party
Driving Tony's Audi R8, Blake Thorne—who had only gotten his driver's license not long ago—floored the accelerator as he sped toward the seaside villa that Tony Stark had personally designed for him. Sitting beside him was the "little Spider-Man" himself, Peter Parker, clinging on for dear life.
Trailing closely behind Blake was a long line of luxury cars, forming an absurdly extravagant convoy.
Just to pick up Blake's classmates—including their biology teacher—Tony hadn't hesitated to mobilize nearly every luxury car sitting in his garage for today.
As a bit of extra context, in several states across America, teenagers are legally allowed to obtain a driver's license at the age of sixteen.
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Inside the Audi R8, Peter gripped his seatbelt tightly with one hand while the other clutched the handle above the door. His voice trembled as he shouted,
"H-Hey… Blake, could you maybe slow down a little?! If I remember right, you only got your license last week, didn't you? At this speed, if we crash, I'd bet my life we'll end up as two splats of tomato sauce!"
"And don't you realize you're way over the speed limit right now?! Your probation period isn't even over yet! Aren't you scared of getting your license revoked?!"
Blake, however, completely ignored Peter's frantic rambling from the passenger seat. His mind was occupied with something else entirely…
Back at the school gate earlier, Tony's reaction had clearly shown that he didn't recognize "Black Widow." But in the original timeline, more than a year ago, Black Widow should have already infiltrated Stark Industries.
So why was the agent that S.H.I.E.L.D. was supposed to station by Tony's side sent to our school instead?
'Hopefully that one-eyed bald guy doesn't try to act smart and stir up trouble with me… If he does, I won't mind tearing S.H.I.E.L.D. apart from the roots.'
After muttering to himself, Blake shook his head and pushed the thought aside.
As for S.H.I.E.L.D. Director Nick Fury, he had probably just obtained some information that convinced him Blake possessed extraordinary power, and now wanted to recruit him as an "asset" for the organization.
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As the roar of the Audi R8's engine gradually faded, two magnificent buildings came into view before Blake's eyes, standing proudly atop a steep cliff and facing the vast Pacific Ocean.
These two luxurious mansions belonged to Tony and Blake respectively, designed as their personal residences.
The structures blended breathtaking ocean scenery with cutting-edge modern architecture.
The entire exterior was wrapped in massive curved glass walls, like enormous transparent screens. Inside, the buildings were designed with an expansive open-space concept.
Aside from the main supporting structures, nearly all the walls were made from high-strength transparent glass.
There was no denying it—Tony's design perfectly fused the grandeur of nature with advanced technology.
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After Blake parked the Audi R8 inside the garage, Tony's group and Blake's classmates arrived shortly after.
No explanation was needed—everyone present was completely stunned. Their eyes widened as they stared at the two grand mansions standing side by side.
One by one, their gazes shifted toward Blake, filled with unconcealed envy.
Even Gwen Stacy—the daughter of the New York Police Chief—was no exception.
Everyone knew Blake came from a wealthy family, but aside from Peter, none of them had imagined that he was this rich!
When Blake had previously mentioned that his new house was finished and invited them over, they'd all assumed it was somewhere in an upscale Upper Manhattan neighborhood.
Maybe a luxury apartment spanning several hundred to a thousand square meters, or a standalone private house.
But who could have guessed that Blake was actually Tony Stark's next-door neighbor?
Tony Stark—the world's most famous young billionaire—was not only his friend, but clearly extremely close to him.
Staring at the two towering mansions and the two handsome, wealthy young men standing in front of their respective homes…
At that moment, every male friend of Blake was engulfed in overwhelming envy, while the girls stared at Blake with blazing eyes, as if they wanted to devour him whole.
Feeling the intense gazes of the girls that seemed ready to swallow him alive, Tony could only shrug helplessly.
After all, most of these girls were still underage. No matter how desperate Tony might be for love, he wasn't about to cause trouble by approaching kids like them.
Fortunately, he had already set his sights on a target for tonight…
Yes—none other than their biology teacher, Laura, who was actually Black Widow in disguise.
Would Tony succeed in conquering Black Widow tonight?
Heh… even Blake himself wasn't too confident about that.
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"Yo! Lovely young ladies and passionate, handsome gentlemen!"
"Even though you're not old enough to drink alcohol yet, over on that front balcony…"
"I've prepared food and drinks from all over the world. To celebrate Blake's brand-new home—truly one of a kind—let's party as hard as we can tonight!"
As he spoke, Tony snapped his fingers.
In an instant, the automatic glass curtains gracefully slid open, revealing a long table filled with exquisite dishes and beverages.
On the main stage, a top-tier band that Tony had hired in advance immediately burst into energetic performance.
There was no doubt about it—this band was among the best in the world.
Faced with a scene straight out of a "royal banquet," complete with lavish food and live music from their idol band, Blake's classmates were instantly swept into euphoria, as if floating on air.
That night, Blake felt as though he was reliving the youthful passion he once had in his previous life on the blue planet.
He played dice with his friends, and even climbed onto the stage himself, showing off some dance moves that drew thunderous cheers.
Only when the night grew late did Blake ask Happy, Tony's personal bodyguard, to arrange drivers to send all of his friends home one by one.
Even though a few girls boldly tried to hint at something through flirtatious glances, Blake—who had lived like a hermit for many years—merely smiled faintly and rejected every advance without showing the slightest interest.
After all his friends had left, only three people remained on the balcony of the grand villa.
No… strictly speaking, only two of them were still conscious. The third had already become a completely wasted drunk.
Yes—that person was Tony Stark himself.
The young billionaire who had hoped to bring down Black Widow in a drinking contest was now sprawled across the table, snoring loudly.
Watching Tony passed out cold on the tabletop, Blake could only shake his head with an amused smile.
So this was how it ended? Trying to conquer someone, only to become the victim instead?
Thinking he could knock out a super agent with alcohol…
Blake then called Pepper Potts to inform her of the situation, before finally turning his gaze toward Black Widow, who was still standing there silently.
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"Blake… I don't know why, but every time I look into your eyes, I feel like I'm standing completely naked—unable to hide a single secret… Just who exactly are you?"
With her signature seductive aura, Scarlett Johansson—Black Widow—brushed her hair aside, stared straight at Blake, and asked the question in a low, captivating voice.
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