007 - Not Fit For The Position

Striding out of the food storage room, Caspian unexpectedly bumped into Jason, whom he sees standing by the door.

It was evident that Jason had been eavesdropping on their conversation. Jason stared at Caspian with a slightly complicated emotion.

He then embraced him in a tight hug, which Caspian did not see coming. Jason pulled away, and he grinned sheepishly at Caspian.

“You were so brave in there,”

He commended Caspian, and Caspian chuckled and scratched his head.

“Someone needs to remind him that not everything will remain the same forever. I'm glad you were able to. I just pray he listens and changes.”

Jason continued to speak, and Caspian smiled. His eyes lingered on the young guy in front of him.

Jason is 1.8 meters tall, slightly taller than him. His masculine, firm cheekbones down to his shaped jaws are straight and firm.

His eyes were a pair of bottle greens, and his nose was sharp and straight. His lips were pinkish and slightly plump.

This handsome dude has a straight figure and broad shoulders but is not too muscular, and he has curled honey-brown hair.

Dressed in a blue denim leather jacket. A white shirt and blue jeans, coupled with white leather boots.

He had a lily tattoo on his neck, and his pierced right ear had black stud earrings.

His looks screamed royalty, and that made Caspian wonder why Clayton was able to bully him.

Regardless, Caspian did not ask any questions about that and continued to smile lightly as he listened to Jason speak.

“Oh my bad, I'm Jason Davis; you can just call me Jason, and yeah, I Know already, You are Caspian."

Jason mumbled; his expression held teases that made Caspian chuckle.

“Nice to meet you. It's already expected. Haha, I'm pretty much more popular than most second-generation rich heirs of the city. It's normal!”

Cracking a joke as he replied, Caspian accepted Jason's handshake suggestion, and they laughed.

“Uhm… Your friend is in there unconscious; you might not want to drag him out.”

Caspian spoke, and Jason's eyes widened, flabbergasted. Clayton wasn't the weak kind of guy to be knocked unconscious easily.

He had known Clayton since they were kids, and he knew how almost impossible it was to beat him in any match, not to mention making him go into a temporary coma.

His eyes scanned the guy in front of him, forcing himself to believe that this bony structure had dealt with Clayton, but he couldn't believe it.

Caspian has smooth, silk-like, shining black hair. Tall with broad shoulders and almost no visible muscles. He has straight legs and is about 1.78 meters tall with a perfect, handsome, chiseled face. A straight nose, an average-sized mouth, and a pearl-shaped eye. His tanned pinkish skin color matched his cool temperament.

Jason thought this creature looked awesome, but he still couldn't believe his ears.

“Well, I'll call his friends to come get him; he's not my friend, although we are cousins.”

Hearing Jason's explanation, Caspian nodded In understanding.

“I'll get going already; I've still got lots of work to do.”

Caspian said, and Jason paused to gaze at him. He seemed to want to say something but ended up not saying it.

“Alright then, have a great day ahead.”

Jason responded, and Caspian bowed and turned around, striding through the stairs ahead.

“System Announcement: Congratulations, Caspian Grey Hastings, for COMPLETING the task assigned.

You have SUCCESSFULLY leveled up and have been granted a reward bonus of three hundred percent of your previous income.”

The robotic, computerized voice echoed in his head. Caspian halted his steps and moved to a secluded spot.

[Name: Caspian Grey Hastings.

System Type: My Survival System.]

*Age: 21

*Current Ability: None

*Strength: 13

*Inventory: Available

*Skill: None

*Shop: Blocked

*Points: 10

*Cultivation Level: 2

*Avatar: 0

[Task]

*Task Assigned: 3

*Completed Task: 2

*Uncompleted Task: 1

*Balance: $45,180.

Nice! Caspian thought to himself. He brought out his phone and saw three unread messages.

Checking through the messages, Caspian's eyeballs almost popped out at the sight of the money he had made.

He rubbed his eyes with his arms as he confirmed the amount in his account.

Caspian was exceptionally delightful; he'll quit his job today and begin his new journey towards fulfilling his dreams with this wholesome amount of money.

Caspian proceeded to check the last message. It is a message from his bank service.

They had noticed the large amount of money that had been credited into his account from an untraceable location and asked to see him.

Caspian rolled his eyes. Of course, these people thought he'd remain poor forever. He placed his phone back in his pocket and clicked his tongue as he hummed the “Baby Shark” nursery rhyme.

“Son of a bitch, where the hell do you think you're going to?” Sarah shouted upon seeing Caspian striding out of the canteen without being told to. This caught the attention of the customers in the main hall.

Caspian swerved around, an annoyed look evident on his face. “I'm off to the stationary center,” he scoffed and proceeded to leave but unexpectedly collided with Mrs. Hartford, who was entering the place.

“Stupid brat, are you blind?” She yelled at him but he remained calm. He wasn't in their class any longer and spending extra time here made him feel nauseous.

“No, I am not blind. It was you who wasn't looking your way,” his response shocked her. The fuck!! Who gave this guy guts?

“Ooh, look who is now talking back at me. Who'd have thought that you'd grow some wings within just a few minutes of my absence.” She laughed sarcastically.

“Exactly, Aunt; Dude said he was leaving for the stationary center during work hours. He should be penalized, his salary should be deducted. How dare this filth?”

Caspian gave them bland looks and directly pushed Mrs. Hartford out of the way.

“Oh my, if you take a step further, you're fired.” Caspian acted as though he did not hear what Sarah said. He walked out on them with an aura of arrogance that they couldn't discern.

**Emerald West Bank**

“Hello, I'm here to unfreeze my account,” Caspian said as he got to the receptionist's table. She scanned at him from head to toe. Judging from his outlook, she concluded he was just a poor student looking for funds.

“I'm sorry but only those with meager accounts who have received an amount equivalent or more to the amount required for a VIP or Premium account get their account frozen so they can come over to upgrade to their choice account, not people like you.”

Caspian did not miss the taunt and ridicule in her voice. “And who are people like me?” He probed.

“Poor students who, instead of hustling for their money, come to the bank to open a file of being scammed by bankers and require a certain amount you probably wouldn't be able to make in your life as compensation.”

“Ooh,” Caspian was speechless.

“What's going on here?” A man in a black suit asked. He wore a gold-rim glass and was holding an envelope.

“Manager Bello, This person has come to scam our bank. He said he has come to unfreeze his account, but he doesn't look like someone whose account was frozen due to income over the limit.”

“Are you the man I'm waiting for? Mr. Daio?” The manager ignored the words of the receptionist as he stared intently at Caspian.

“How can he possibly be…”

“Caspian Grey Hastings, if that's the name, yeah, I'm the one.”

The receptionist was left astounded. How is that even possible?

“Yes, yes… it's you. Forgive my manners, Mr. Grey Hastings. Welcome to Emerald West Bank. Please come with me.”

“Mhn… that lady, she lacks manners and ethics for that position.” Caspian did not hide his disdain, seeing the manager bowing repeatedly in front of him and calling him Mr. Grey Hastings.

“Don't worry. Mr. Grey Hastings, she'll be taking care of.” He bowed again and immediately took out his phone.

“Hello, Stephen; help me replace the front desk receptionist and send her a goodbye notice.”

“Aah! My apologies Manager Bello. I swear, it was an unintentional mistake. Please give me a second chance. Mr. Grey Hastings…”

She did not get to complete her words when she was dragged out by the guards at the door.

“Thank you, now we can proceed.”