Rose Leighton's funeral was quiet. Only a few people came considering Rose wasn't much of a socialite. She was just an unconsidered wife, and her husband didn't even show up on the day of her funeral."My condolences, Victor," said Giselle, Antonio's first wife and mother to Verlaine, Vivian, and Vasco. With a haughty face, Giselle quietly mocked Victor.Victor bowed his head, unwilling to respond."I brought a message from Antonio. He couldn't come because he was busy," Giselle said."Even if he's not working, he won't come. You don't need to make an excuse because I know what he thought of my mother," Victor replied without looking at Giselle."How dare you say that?" asked Vivian in an annoyed tone, but Giselle held her back and smiled."You know your father well, Victor. I'm glad you understand your position, and you shouldn't be so cocky. You should be grateful that Antonio still wants to hold a funeral for your mother."Victor clenched his fists. He remembered what Antonio had s

After having a wealth system that made him a trillionaire overnight, Victor spent his money on slowly improving his life.He bought an apartment in a prominent part of the city, as well as an expensive car from a well-known brand. Victor has also paid off his mother's debt. Victor spent one day enjoying his wealth, until he thought of an innovation."I don't know where this system came from and why it chose me as its master. What if this system disappears one day? I'll go back to being a pauper," Victor said, musing in his plush mansion room. "I must own my own business and maintain my wealth. Although the wealth of my system is unlimited, but there will definitely be some things that I can't do with my system. I have to be independent, I can't rely too much on the system."Victor then sighed and felt a little desperate."But what should I do? Is there a business that can make me very rich?" Victor asked. "There is no such thing as instant success, unless you have very rich parents...

"Vic!" Dylan immediately stood up and went to Victor, then hugged Victor warmly and welcomed him. "You haven't contacted me in almost a month. Where have you been? I thought you were dead!"Victor released Dylan's hug and smiled wryly. "Yeah, almost.""Almost?""Yes. As you know, my father dumped me and I'm a living loser. My mom just died too.""Hey... really?" Dylan lowered his voice, a sympathetic look on his face."Yes, unfortunately.""Vic, sorry, I didn't know that your mom died.""No problem. It's only normal that you didn't know, we live in different cities.""My deepest condolences, Vic."Victor just nodded and smiled, even though he was still mourning his mother's death. But he didn't come to cry."Anyway, I've come to give you some good news, Dylan," Victor said, looking enthusiastic and exclaiming, "come work with me!"Dylan paused with a confused look. "What do you mean?""Work with me, let's work together to grow your jewelry business! You are a creative and persistent y

"Violet?"Victor wa surprised, he didn't expect to meet Violet, the first child of Sahara Leighton, Antonio's fourth wife."Vi-Victor?"Violet was surprised too, she also looked a little panicked."What are you doing here? And dressed like that?" Victor looked at the sexy cat costume Violet was wearing, looking like she was showing off her body in exchange for money. "Do you work here? There are many women workers here who wear weird costumes like you.""I can't answer you now. I have to go.""Where are you going? What's the hurry?"Violet swatted Victor's hand away until someone's voice startled them."Hey, Vio-Cat! Come back!" Victor watched Violet's shocked, panicked, and scared face as the sturdy man called out to her.Violet was about to run, but the man yanked her back by the hair first. Violet was in pain but Victor only glanced at the man pulling her hair."Where are you going after getting my club almost in trouble?" the man asked, and Violet was even more frightened."Let go

Victor took Violet to his apartment. She was still a little shocked by what had happened. She hadn't expected to escape from Malcom and his friends."Ah, I forgot. I should have stopped by to pick up some clothes for you," Victor said, opening his closet that contained only a few suits. He turned to look at Violet. "Should I go buy them? Are you okay if I leave you here for a while?"Violet looked at Victor and her common sense returned. She glanced at the elite apartment room Victor was staying in and was confused."Do you stay here?" Violet asked."Yes.""How is that possible?""It's easy. I pay rent for a week.""In this place? I mean, it's an elite property in Manchester and you can afford to rent it for one week?"Victor stared at Violet, who looked in disbelief. He laughed. "Why, are you surprised that my father never gave me any pocket money when I was a child?""No, I don't mean that. I just don't understand where you got this much money from when yesterday it seemed like you