"Yes, we must be courteous," Marcus smiled coldly. "Tell me, brother, what do you think of my gift? Is it adequate to your discerning eye?""I have no opinion on the matter," Justin replied amusedly. "It's your gift to give as you see fit. It makes no difference to me. But since you insist, I'd say it fits the description of 'more money than sense'. Yes, that summarizes it perfectly."The mother and son glowered at Justin's blunt assessment. But they swallowed their anger and forced out icy laughs."From your attire, you clearly aren't from a wealthy family yourself," the woman simpered. "Ah, the curse of poverty - it limits so many imaginations. Yet the ignorant persist in pretending knowledge. A true mark of poor character."Now it was not just Justin roaring with laughter, but Bella too hiding her smile behind a hand. Garcia's parents looked utterly mortified.They dared mock Justin for lacking money? Hilarious! The scion of Nova City's foremost tycoon family being ridiculed as poo

When they saw the company valuation, they plopped down on their rears in shock. Over $100 billion! Even for a large Libertas firm, that figure was astronomical. And it had doubled under Justin in just half a year! Insane growth! This kid was a monster.Seeing the duo so flabbergasted satisfied Justin greatly. Some Cambridge University elite - just an idiot second generation only capable of deceiving others with fakes. I may not have attended Cambridge, but Nova City University didn't turn out too shabby either.In the end, the disgraced mother and son slunk away without another word about marriage proposals. After losing face so utterly today, staying would be sheer humiliation. Besides, with Nova City's tycoon already welcomed like family and favored by Bella, the implications were obvious. This was practically the fiance meeting the in-laws! Their meager connection meant nothing before this magnate. Even if they spoke up, it would only invite ridicule.After the pair left, Justin c

"Well well, fresh meat! Boss, let's take her to a motel, I'm dying for a woman. Look at that body and face - I'm hard just watching her. I ain't had a woman for ages, let me enjoy this one good!" A punk with dyed green hair leered crudely at Bella, as if ready to grab her with just a nod from the boss.Three Blades ogled lustfully too. They had indeed sampled countless women, but never one as flawless as Bella. That face, that figure - she seemed divinely sculpted in perfect proportions. Her pitiable look especially - it maddeningly tantalized them. Three Blades cuffed his underling's head. "Keep your filthy thoughts to yourself, pigface! How dare you speak that way before this lady? We are civilized gentlemen here. A gentleman is cultured and charming to attract fair maidens, not a brutish buffoon like you. No wonder you can't get a girl, boorish fool! You're doomed to eternal bachelorhood!"After dressing down his man, Three Blades preened pretentiously, primping his hair into an a

Seeing the flustered assassin's hasty exit, Justin had to stifle a laugh. Though Blood Wolf called himself a subordinate, Justin regarded him as a brother. Witnessing his awkward behavior now sparked an idea in Justin's mind - perhaps it was time to play matchmaker and find Blood Wolf a woman to thaw his frozen heart.But that was a matter for later. The girls had gone to change, leaving Justin boredly flipping channels until a news report caught his interest. Sunshine Orphanage, the city's largest, was being sold off due to financial troubles.The plight of the parentless children struck a chord in Justin. The orphanage had been doing well just a couple years ago - why the sudden downturn?"Master has triggered a quest," intoned the System. "Take over Sunshine Orphanage and resolve its difficulties. Quest completion condition: all children thank Master. Time limit: one week. Rewards: 100 Prestige Points. Failure: one year deducted from lifespan."The System sure was getting stricter,

When finished, Justin dragged the man back to the trampled skewers. In the same icy tone: "Pick up. Eat."The brute wept in frustration. He had only sent some men here to collect fees. Expecting easy money, instead they encountered a psycho. Usually able to handle three to five men alone, against this boy he was helpless as a chick.With burning, throbbing pain from the beating, he no longer dared act tough. Like a dog, he pleaded piteously, "I'm wrong, I'll never waste food again, please, give me a chance, don't make me eat them!"He gagged at the filthy, spit-covered skewers. No, he couldn't possibly ingest them - it would cost him his life. Retching violently, his bitter vomit mingled with the mess, the stench making everyone grimace in disgust. Some weaker stomachs even threw up, compounding the nauseating odor."Swallow your puke too. No one leaves until this floor's licked clean!" Justin snarled, smashing the man's head down again, breaking his nose in a gush of red that dripped