He had thirty minutes until class started, but Tristan had always been keen on punctuality, especially since he loved to sit in the front row, avoiding the distractions that came with sitting behind in class.But instead of going to class, Tristan headed outside of the campus, intending to purchase a car immediately. Unknown to him, the system had everything installed for the task itself.He was by the roadside, hoping to see a taxi, when a brand new Range Rover parked in front of him.He sighed and tried to walk away but the driver brought down the window and called out to him."Sir!" At first, Tristan did not believe he was the one being addressed, to him, sir was a title. But the driver stepped out of the car and walked to him."Greetings sir," he took a bow, and Tristan remained speechless."I bought the car you asked me to sir, I hope it's a good one, fit for someone as affluent as you are sir," Tristan could not believe his eyes."This must be a joke," he thought."What do you

"This is my boss if you want to apologize," Max said, pointing at Tristan who had a sanctimonious smile on his face, impressed by the revelation.The manager stood speechless, he stared from Max to Tristan and back and couldn't believe his ears. For a moment he thought that he was having a nightmare but everything felt too real to be one."He is your boss?" the manager asked, still shocked, incredulity conveyed in his tone. "Yes, so go on and apologize, if he accepts it then fine, if not then brace yourself because this will be the last day you will see this store," Max threatened in a harsh tone.The manager felt terrible, indeed he was one of those who looked down on Tristan when he had nothing and he wondered how the young man gained such wealth and power within a short period.Turning to face Tristan, his eyes pleaded for mercy, he knew that Tristan may not forgive him knowing how badly he treated him, but he was willing to try. He walked closer to Tristan and to everyone's surpr

"Just stop this Tristan, I'm not paid enough for whatever you think you are doing right now, if you want to pay, then pay up," The secretary was pissed." Well, can I have the payment form? " he had barely finished his statement when the secretary dropped a form in front of him.Ignoring his terrible attitude, Tristan proceeded to fill out the form, he had to input his name and the amount to be paid with several other required information and handed it over to the secretary who received it from him angrily." This idiot, do you think this is a joke? you plan to pay one million dollars that you do not have, this form you see is worth a dollar each so you had better stop this nonsense now and make your payment while I give you another form to fill." He nagged while Tristan scoffed and requested a medium to make the transaction.Once received, Tristan sent the money and the secretary's phone buzzed with a notification stating that the transaction was successful. As he picked up his phone

"Good morning everyone," Mr John Wilson greeted with a rather cheerful demeanor, his face beaming with gladness. He was indeed delighted to see all their faces as he has been away for over six months for work purposes.Everyone who knew him was of course happy to see him, they welcomed him by clapping and shaking hands with him, but Tristan remained unmoved."I am very happy to be here today, but also unhappy that our most trusted director chose to quit this job, it took me by surprise honestly but it was bound to happen." he stated. Mr. John went ahead to give a detailed explanation of how his journey went, and how much work there is to be done. He spoke about how they needed to improve and how he needed a new managing director to oversee that because he would be leaving on another business trip soon.After that, he took out a document from the folder before him and announced."Here are the documents that have been signed by the new director, he is a very nice man and very skilled i

After exchanging pleasantries and getting familiar with a few employees, Tristan headed back to the car. He told them he wouldn't be at work very often but he'll supervise things from wherever he is, and he went ahead to say that he had an eye on the establishment that would report the slightest mistake to him."Where do we go now, sir?" Max inquired."Back to campus, I have dinner with Claudia by six, and I have another class in an hour, at least I should attend the next class since I was absent in the last."Having received this information, Max started the engine and drove off to campus.On their way, Tristan had done some research into the system concerning Paul's disappearance."So what clues do I have?"[ processing...][ Paul's previous location earlier today; the boutique][ Paul's phone number]" Hmm, I wanted to meet his other friends to find out some things from him, but it seems I can't do that since Paul's mother said he remembered nothing, " Tristan sighed." Can you tra