"How is this possible?!" Mr. Ferguson asked himself then tried scrolling up to see if there was a description, among the other messages that explained what had happened to the money. "What? ! All the balances were normal until this last one, so what the hell happened?!" After going through his transaction history and account balances one after another, Mr. Ferguson saw that he used to have millions of dollars, but all of a sudden he didn't.It was like what happened with the safe. First, there was money, a lot of it, and then there wasn't. It was like a magical theft.He saw that all his previous transactions were as they've always been.His expenditures and profits never changed that much with each message he checked, but then, the last message from the bank showed that his entire balance had been transferred to some other account.He knew he couldn't have done that so how was it possible? From the amount of money that was stolen, his bank should have called to ask why he wanted to
Everyone who watched was confused because only Mr. Ferguson had heard what each bank manager said about the status of the money that used to be in his bank account. They knew that all of his money had been stolen but they didn’t know by whom. However, some of them who listened more intently than others were starting to piece two and two together.Mr. Ferguson had gotten really angry at Alexander, even cussing him, and asked what he had done moments after asking the bank managers whose bank account all his money had gone to. Mr. Ferguson had even accused Alexander of working with Mathew to steal from him, so it all made sense.“Can someone really do that?”“How did he manage to take ownership of someone else’s money? Let alone someone like Mr. Ferguson”“Whoever he is, I for sure don’t want to be on his bad side”The other clientele murmured as they became weary of Alexander and what he was capable of.The more that was revealed about the young multimillionaire, the scarier he became
[Initiating Alteration][All records of property ownership will now be changed from Mr. Ferguson Sanders to Mr. Alexander Curry][Processing][Alteration Progress: 10%… 25%… 45%… 55%…72%…85%… 93%… 99%… 100%][Alteration complete][Congratulations Mr. Alexander Curry, you now legally own everything that used to belong to Mr. Ferguson Sanders]Alexander grinned from ear to ear as the message disappeared. Suddenly, all the security guards who were about to attack Alexander, Jeremiah, and Trey stopped.“Hey, morons! What do all of you think you’re doing? I said kill those bastards right now!” Mr. Ferguson yelled at all the security guards but he was more focused on the chief security guard. Alexander started laughing, confusing Mr. Ferguson.“I said kill that thieving bastard! Have you gone deaf or—?“ Mr. Ferguson instructed but Alexander cut him off.“Sorry to interrupt you but he won’t be listening to anything you have to say moving forward”“And why won’t he be doing that?” Mr. Fergu
“The Del Monte Royale Casino is owned by Mr. Alexander Curry. What?!” Mr. Ferguson read the article that Alexander had opened for him but although the truth was right in front of his face, he couldn’t believe it.“You want to read more? That is just the headline but I can click the link and show you more if you want” Alexander taunted as he saw how shocked Mr. Ferguson was to see such an article. “You know what? I’ll just click it and show you anyway” he said then clicked the link under the article’s meta title on the search engine’s front page.After a second, the actual article was opened and Alexander looked at the two security guards who were holding Mr. Ferguson’s arms and preventing him from moving. With his eyes, he gestured that they let go of the distraught man and both security guards obeyed the instruction.Alexander enjoyed bossing people around, especially when they were people who had acted against him in the past.“Here you go. Read as much as you want” Alexander said
“What’s the plan now, sir?” Jeremiah asked Alexander.Alexander looked around the casino, inhaled, and exhaled in a peaceful sigh. He had walked into the casino as one of the numerous clientele, got unjustly thrown out, returned to get his revenge and now he was standing as one of the only two owners of the establishment.The only thing he felt at that moment was gratitude to the system for changing his reality into what it was now.Finished with everything he went there for, Alexander had no more reason to stick around and so he decided that it was time to leave.He looked at where Francis was standing then he called him to come over.“Yes, sir?” Francis asked the moment he got to Alexander.“I’m about to take my leave. As usual, everything is under your control. Do what you see fit and call me if there’s anything I should know about” Alexander instructed then gave Francis his phone number.“Okay, sir. I’ll be going back to my office now. Have a great rest of the evening.” Francis sa
Alexander was on his way back to The Sam’s Hotel, so he could clean up and rest.His very expensive suit had been roughed up multiple times, so it wasn’t looking or feeling as pristine as it used to, and he just wanted to get out of it as soon as possible.While driving back, Alexander remembered something he hadn’t done yet and, although it wasn’t safe, he decided to do it anyway.He called Charles while driving. Because he had connected his phone to the car, the call was through the car’s speakers, which meant that he could keep his hands on the steering wheel.[“Good evening Master Alexander”]“Good evening Charles. How have you been?”[“I’ve been fine master. I was patiently waiting for when I’d receive the call you promised to make this evening, and I’m so happy that you finally did”]Alexander chuckled then took a left turn.“I am a man of my word, so there was never anything to worry about. Nothing would have stopped me from calling you tonight.”[“I know you are a man of your
"Come this way, Sir," the old man said, showing Alexander where he should sit, while Alexander looked down at him with a shocked expression."Mr. Foster?" Alexander mumbled just as they got to the table the elderly man had been leading him to and the utterance of his name made Mr. Foster look up at Alexander with a surprised expression."You know me, young man? I don't think I've seen you before, but is this not the first time eating here?" Mr. Foster asked with a pleasant smile and eyes that were so old and wrinkled that they were slits."I don't think I've seen someone with your features here before—" Mr. Foster said before he finished, he jolted and held Anthony's arm."My apologies for making you stand this long. Please have a sit" Mr. Foster pointed at the chair right next to them and Alexander looked down at it, smiling with a hint of melancholy, as that was the same spot he had sat down all those years ago.He looked closer and realized something."It's the same table as back
Mr. Foster sighed "Well, I hope you enjoy it because this is the last food I'm ever going to make here for anyone." Mr. Foster said then looked into Alexander's confused pupils."This is the last day The Foster's Kitchen is going to be open and after this, we're going out of business"Alexander's eyes widened after hearing this shocking news. He struggled to swallow what he had just eaten as he exclaimed "What?!"He managed to swallow the food, grabbed the cup of water and drank it then beat his chest a few times so that he doesn’t choke."But how?! Why are you closing all of a sudden?!" Alexander asked hurriedly, leaning forward so fast that he almost stood from his seat.Mr. Foster was surprised by how interested Alexander was being about this topic and he couldn't help but look at him in disbelief."I don't know if I should be telling a total stranger something that has to do with my private life, even if you're my last customer—" Mr. Foster said, smiling nervously to deflate how s