Joe Cole and his escort, Rachael Donald, arrived at the venue for the auction, it was a gathering he had never seen before. His new status has begun taking him places and showing him things that were previously farfetched for him.The opulence and luxury of the place were breathtaking, with guests arriving in their luxurious cars and entourages. Not to draw unnecessary attention, Joe Cole and Rachael came in with his three-hundred-grand G-Wagon.Seeing some of the world's 0.1% elites for the first time in person, the moments were humbling for him. These were the same people whose children treated Joe Cole as trash back in school, but now, he is in the same building with them for the same purpose. An Elite Private Auction.“You're welcome, Mr. Cole. Do have a lovely evening,” the male valet welcomed him and Rachael as they stepped out of the car.Joe Cole smiled at him and handed him his key so the man could park the car. This was the first time he had come to a place and a staff of th
Joe Cole's meeting with the First Lady was another ball of excitement for the event. They spent some time together to chat before the auction officially began.President Carter worked to give him some tips about the event and how it works, and also some advice.“Events like this are the perfect opportunities for you to meet great people and build strategic connections. Keep that in mind as you join these folks in the bidding war.” He advised the young trillionaire who already set his vision on making strategic connections.“Sure, sir,” Joe Cole answered, “I can feel the disdain from them, it's like they want to throw me out of this place.” He added, making his case on his earlier observations of the people.President Carter chuckled, he wasn't surprised at Joe Cole's complaint. It was a usual thing with the elite folks, they love to have their exclusive moments with only people of their caliber and Joe Cole was far from that to them.“They'll learn to respect you shortly,” the Preside
President Carter led Joe Cole and the First Lady away from the Sullivans and Martinez, almost pissed off at the disgusting display of their pride and prejudice against Joe Cole.“I can't believe those people,” he vented out to his group, “They won't lower their pride one step down for them to realise not everything or everyone is as they seem.” President Carter had never been a fan of the Sullivans, he always thought of them as they displayed to him from business dealings to political biases. The Sullivans wanted to be a major sponsor of his campaign that got him elected, yet their dealings were not entirely noble.All they wanted was to leverage on him. Put him in power and then use him as a puppet to wield their power and influence in the business world and politics. President Carter saw through them and their malicious intent and he refused their financial backing but accepted that of their rival, the Caviars, John's parents.Before going into politics, President Carter then simpl
Philip's words made Joe Cole laugh and everyone wondered what Philip had said to him. Philip was a more jovial man than his friend was and he had a great sense of humour. “What did you say to him, Phil?” Victoria Carter asked him as they all wondered why the young man laughed out so loud.“Well, I just told him the truth. I'd never met a trillionaire in all my life.” The others joined Joe Cole to laugh, “And that's true, you know. You are the first trillionaire we are privileged to meet.” President Carter added.With his $1.5 trillion fortune, Joe Cole was not just the world's richest man but also the world's first trillionaire in all of history. And everyone who knew or saw him was meeting with the first of his kind. At the time of his parents, although the discovered fortune made them the richest people in the world secretly, it was just a piece of what Joe Cole inherited. $300 billion compared to Joe Cole's $1.5 trillion.“And the young man is so humbled about everything.” Presid
The Auctioneer's announcement dispatched the elite guests as they all began making their way to their seats to get the event started. Joe Cole's table was quite away from his new presidential and billionaire friends.“See you later, champ.” They said to him as everyone went their way.Joe Cole called for President Carter's attention to enquire something of him quickly before they separated, “Sir, I wanted to inquire about something,” he said to him.President Carter lent him his undivided attention while the others went on their way, “Okay, Cole. What is it?” He asked Joe Cole.Joe Cole leaned in further, hoping to keep the conversation as private and inaudible as possible, “The futuristic technology at the Olympus Estate, thanks for that by the way. That is a whole load of experience.”President Carter smiled, realising how much the young man would love the features, “It would interest you to know that I don't have it myself nor have I experienced its use personally.” The President m
As Michael Wonderstone set the auction in motion, the tensions in the atmosphere became palpable. These wealthy folks were about to engage in the most brutal nonviolent war in the world of the elites. Auctions and bidding as such were usually a tug of war for these folks and although it usually ends peacefully and well-civilized, the aftermaths are sometimes dire. Conflicts could arise from the event during the bidding for several reasons and it was also an avenue for participants to piss off each other or just demonstrate their financial superiority over one another.Many who were there had a person or two they placed on their radar. And although Michael so brilliantly mentioned that exclusivity was far more important to them than expensivity, most of the guests didn't care about the exclusive items he offered, all they cared about was ousting their rivals.Some of the guests within that category were the Sullivans who were known for their ruthless and aggressive approach to the bid
The crowd of elites burst into laughter at Michael's question to Joe Cole, he was right with his asking. Joe Cole was too young to be in their midst and they didn't know him. For all they cared, it was an interruption to their societal privacy for a school kid to come in and make audacious bids among them.The Elite Society wasn't built based on how much its members had only, there were other factors of authentication to approve a person's membership. Although interested candidates had to be recommended by an already established member, such a candidate would also have to face the procedure of recruitment.After the laughter settled, Michael asked his question again with a more gentle but serious tone, “Who invited you here, Mr. Cole?” Joe Cole's nervousness increased but Rachael held him still. Before he could answer, a young lady walked up on stage to Michael Wonderstone and whispered in his ear, “He is President Carter's guest.”Michael got hold of himself immediately when he hear
For the anomalous and dainty nature of the Blue Moon Diamond Necklace, the crowd had engaged in all kinds of bidding battles, tossing each other over the rope like it was a Royal Rumble wrestling match. The last man standing was just about to break his bank to obtain for himself this rare gem and thereby win the fierce battle over the priceless ancient jewel. However, he didn't have to because there were others who had better plans for the fashion piece and also bigger budgets to throw around.One of those was Mr. William Sullivan who had taken over the bid from the last man at 85 million dollars. Huge money to toss on a $40 million jewel piece but two things were more priceless to him than the jewel itself: towering his financial superiority over everyone else and owning a one-only item.“Oh!” The guests exclaimed their reactions to the richest man in the world and his oversized bid. The last bidder got frustrated by Mr. Sullivan's last-minute strike, jumping in at the last second