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Bro, what! He has a Quintillion? "I should kill you."
Alves had insisted that they rode in his limo to meet the prime minister. The truth was that he never thought that it would be this easy to meet the prime minister! It wasn't just any body he was going to meet, but the only Prime Minister who was heavily guided by the best security across the world. Though Grimming Hills was more like a little space of land, a little island. Yet, it had every thing at its best. The world top companies were founded in it. It was only natural to attract attentions which would endanger the life of the citizens and government. Which gave the need for employing the best security services in the world. But Alves wasn't really intrigued to meet with the prime minster. Though things had really taken a strange turn for him, and in just two days he was already having the opportunity to visit and enter places which he had never thought he would be able to in his entire life. The situation which surrounded the visit of the prime minister was the main reason th
Bro, what! He has a Quintillion? Breaking the wild P.M.
"You will have me killed?"Alves wanted to be sure that he had heard the prime minister clearly. He didn't know what to think. He had expected the face of the prime to break into a silly smile that he had just pulled a prank on him. But instead, the corners of the prime minster's eyes had grown colder and even creepier. Alves had no idea what the problem could be. He didn't recall getting on the nerves of the prime minister. In short, he had never met him until now. Why then would he want to kill him?Alves pushed a lump down his dry throat. The strange words of the prime minister had mysteriously dried his throat. But then again, Alves got an idea. An idea which wasn't really making sense, but which he had decided to hold unto;The man in white suit must have announced him to the prime minister as the owner of Austrix and the trillionaire tower. Given by how ambitious the prime minister was, there was no limit to Alves' imaginations. He knew that the prime minister could be impossi
Bro, what! He has a Quintillion? A bargain with the beast...
"You should learn to be patient, Villain."Alves pointed out as he stepped into the limo, followed immediately by Manuel and Villain. "I couldn't be patient, boss. I was tempted to rush it at once. I always knew what the prime minister is capable of."Villian made sure to stress. Alves took a quick glance at him for a while then looked away, a silly smile tugging at the corners of his lips. "By the look of things, it seems like things went according to plan? I mean, you look like you got the prime minister to agree with what you have in mind."If it wasn't because of how impatient Villian was, he would had also caught on with the mood of Alves like Manuel had just done. Alves shifted his gaze to Manuel and stared for a while. He could see in Manuel's eyes that he was very eager to want to know what happened with the meeting. Alves knew also that Manuel had the right to know, giving by his connection to the land. But also, he would love Manuel to understand that things weren't what
Bro, what! He has a Quintillion? And spies...
When Madam Casper got back to the mansion, her face was long and unamused. Her signature look. As soon as she walked into the living room, Simeon and Matthew who were having a talk suddenly jumped on their feet. The two sons had been mentally confined to stay in the mansion with Madam. They could had gone their different ways, but Madam had her way around their heads, keeping them with her all the time. That was one of the numerous things that Alves had noticed that made him pity the two grown men who believe they were actually in their right minds. "I'm not sure what you do with your lives."She lashed out as she walked into the living room. Neither of the two could say any other words other than,"Welcome back, Madam."They were standing upright like soldiers who had gotten a call from their commanders. They could hardly share glances at each other. They watched her settle into her respective position. They noticed her reaction also. It wasn't the ordinary which she would have o
Bro, what! He has a Quintillion? Proposed Party...
"Have you completed the transaction?"Alves looked up from the tablet. He was busy with something which he didn't want the lot to see. "Just a second, Boss. I'll be through in that much --- done."Villian went through with the explanation. Alves took a pause, taking a glance at Villian who was now on his feet. "There is no receipt or any formal verification of this transaction, Boss. Aren't you scared that the prime minister might be up for a dirty game?"Not only Villain's voice held that much concern, his face was no any different. He was staring as though he would make a wonder out of nothing. "Let him do whatever he would. And come to think of it, the money was sent to the government account. You verified that yourself. No matter how shady he wants to play, at least there is a measure to ---""I just got a mail."Villian interrupted suddenly. Alves should be mad at him for randomly cutting him short but didn't. The urgency in Villain's face told him whatever the mail was about
Bro, what! He has a Quintillion? "...use the prime minister..."
He had been doing the same thing for so many minutes now. He got tired. He dropped the tablet. His mind was occupied. He was in his study. He got up on his feet and walked away from his stationed position to one of the corners of the room. There were medieval arts and paintings on the wall. The interior of the study was captivating and beautiful. Alves hadn't really had the time to appreciate the aesthetics of the tower. He hadn't even had the time to walk the breadth and check out the gardens. He had a lot going on in his mind. He wanted to do so many things, yet he found himself doing hardly nothing. Though he already told himself that he would have to focus on one thing at a time, yet he couldn't help but be distracted. And there was the thought of the quintillion which he had been spending from. A dark part of him kept haunting him and telling him that one day he might have to refund the money to whoever sent it. At first, he had bought the Autrix group so he could make up fo
Bro, what! He has a Quintillion? The Eagle's Crest Rooftop
The Eagle's Crest rooftop was filled with so many influential men and entrepreneurs. Ranging from the lowest third ranked CEO'S to the elite class. There were hardly anything to eat, but there was surplus to drink. It was the gathering of renowned folks who give not much regard to food, but could squander their capitals on the most costly wine. They had all gathered together to celebrate the new owner of the MANGRID tower. A man who didn't only buy the tower and the Autrix group, but also paid hundred of trillions to secure the Huthi Farmland. Not one man in Grimming Hills was not impressed by that huge flex. There had been several rumors going around about the hideous trick to getting such ridiculous amount of money. Words had spread out so quickly about the securing of the Huthi Farmland with hundreds of trillions of dollars. Even folks who had never visited the Eagle's Crest, since men have been doing extraordinary things, came too. This financial capacity and achievement weren'
Bro, what! He has a Quintillion? Mr Jared's Closest Contact
"No way."She muttered, eyes widening as though fire would come out of them in no time. "Alves? What the hell is he doing there. How dare he stand there?"Simeon gulped in rage, if he had his way, he was about to go to the spot and drag him out. "Calm your nerves, you are just overthinking. Perhaps is he just there to gain recognition."Matthew cleared out. Amidst the complains and arguments of the three, the clap ovation kept on going on. Everyone was clapping except the P.M. He only had a wicked smile in his face as though he was partially enjoying whatever was going on. Then Alves put up his hand. When he did, there was a dead silence which traversed the nook and crannies of the space. Because of the sight, Madam was beginning feel her stomach unsettled. It was as though she was about to go use the rest room. Alves took two gentle steps away from the two men. He took a quick glance at Manuel who was right behind him. Manuel nodded softly. He looked away. His gaze went direct
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