He became so furious by their act that he chose to neglect the system for a while to do what he felt was right. At first, he was headed in their direction when a thought popped up in his head.He turned around immediately and returned to his seat and sat down for a second but stood up almost immediately, walking into the crowd searching for something or someone."Bro!" a young man among the crowd yelled, catching Tristan's attention."Your mask freaked me out. Take that shit off," he exclaimed, his words drawing the attention of the others."Yeah, I saw him earlier. Who wears a mask to the bar?" another person chimed in."Forget about the mask," Tristan interjected, his voice sounding deep and different."I have a deal for you," he continued, piquing the curiosity of a few people who gathered around him, eager to hear what the mysterious masked customer had to offer."Back there," Tristan pointed in the direction where Paul and his friends were attempting to molest a girl."Two guys
Ding! The sound of the alarm clock, caused him to wake up, his eyes slowly adjusting to the rays of the sun reflecting on his face from the windows of the bedroom.He finally opened his eyes as the thought of the previous night flashed through his mind, causing him to sit up on the bed instantly.As he sat up, Tristan realized that he wasn't alone on the bed, next to him was a beautiful lady, wearing nothing but a vest with the bedsheet covering the rest of her body.He let out a gasp, but not loud enough to wake her up, because her face was turned in the other direction, he couldn't tell who she was, but he leaned over to get a slight view of her face and as soon as he did, he let out another slight gasp.The lady in bed with him was none other than the same girl he rescued at the bar the previous night. He recalled the incident and reminded himself that he was worth a hundred billion dollars, but that didn't explain how he got in bed with her, or where he was.The room did not look
"She's the daughter of Charles Anderson, the musician Charles Anderson!" Tristan exclaimed."No way,"[ Status: resets after a quest has been completed][Host: Tristan Coleman][Relationship Status: Partner of interest acquired. -Claudia Anderson-][Health: 77/100][Current role: Student [ Masked millionaire -completed-][Financial status in USD: $100,000,000][Exp points: 160][ Skills: locked- use exp points to unlock]He was short of words, he couldn't believe that the same girl he saved was the daughter of the renowned musical artist Charles Anderson."How can… no way," he stuttered, still staring at the photo wishing to wake up from the nightmare."I slept with his daughter!" He added and words could not describe the level of unbelief."Are you surprised at what you see in the photo," came Claudia's voice from behind, startling Tristan and causing him to drop that immediately, he was surprised at how long he spent staring at the picture. "So you are his daughter?" He turned arou
"Paul is missing?" Tristan was shocked, he couldn't believe his eyes and did not know whether or not to think of it as good news or bad news, until… [ System update][ New quest: find Paul Travis][ System reward; 100 Exp points][ Other rewards: Would be in included after the task has been completed][Role-play; mystery detective][ You have 48 hours to find him, all gadgets and tools needed will be traded for an amount of Exp points, good luck host]"No, no, this is a joke," Tristan grumbled, walking away from the notice board and towards his dorm."You can't ask me to find him, he stole my girlfriend," he argued with the system through his thoughts."What happens if I don't complete this task?" He inquired and hoped the consequences were negligible. [ You lose all systems rewards and already acquired one, and if your refusal persists, you lose access to the system completely]"Damm it!" He cursed, as the quest was not negotiable."How would I even find him, where do I start? This
He had thirty minutes until class started, but Tristan had always been keen on punctuality, especially since he loved to sit in the front row, avoiding the distractions that came with sitting behind in class.But instead of going to class, Tristan headed outside of the campus, intending to purchase a car immediately. Unknown to him, the system had everything installed for the task itself.He was by the roadside, hoping to see a taxi, when a brand new Range Rover parked in front of him.He sighed and tried to walk away but the driver brought down the window and called out to him."Sir!" At first, Tristan did not believe he was the one being addressed, to him, sir was a title. But the driver stepped out of the car and walked to him."Greetings sir," he took a bow, and Tristan remained speechless."I bought the car you asked me to sir, I hope it's a good one, fit for someone as affluent as you are sir," Tristan could not believe his eyes."This must be a joke," he thought."What do you
[Back to Tristan]His brand-new car had just pulled up in front of a clothes store. The store appeared to be well-doing and prestigious in its way, indeed it was a huge clothing store with varieties even for the affluent.A menacing grin crept upon Tristan's face as he stepped out of the car, he had made up his mind to teach this sales personnel a lesson, reminding her that people should not be underestimated and it's also applied to his sub-quest.Tristan instructed the driver to wait behind, the system had given him a credit card along with the car to make his payment process easier and more convenient. He stepped out of the car, his demeanor exhibiting nothing but pride and ego."You are here again," As expected, the salesperson was the first to notice his presence, she stared at him with disgust and asked."What is it that you need this time Mr? We do not have your usual here today, those cheap clothes are worthless but they should arrive next week if you can wait," She mocked and
"This is my boss if you want to apologize," Max said, pointing at Tristan who had a sanctimonious smile on his face, impressed by the revelation.The manager stood speechless, he stared from Max to Tristan and back and couldn't believe his ears. For a moment he thought that he was having a nightmare but everything felt too real to be one."He is your boss?" the manager asked, still shocked, incredulity conveyed in his tone. "Yes, so go on and apologize, if he accepts it then fine, if not then brace yourself because this will be the last day you will see this store," Max threatened in a harsh tone.The manager felt terrible, indeed he was one of those who looked down on Tristan when he had nothing and he wondered how the young man gained such wealth and power within a short period.Turning to face Tristan, his eyes pleaded for mercy, he knew that Tristan may not forgive him knowing how badly he treated him, but he was willing to try. He walked closer to Tristan and to everyone's surpr
All eyes were on him, all jaws dropped as he stepped out of the car, for all they knew, they thought a celebrity has arrived at the campus in an expensive car only for a young man in the person of Tristan Coleman to surprise them by stepping out of the car.His dressing alone caused students to wipe their faces in disbelief and his demeanor was one of a kind. Closing the door behind him Tristan dismissed his driver and walked towards the entrance to his classroom.Those who seems to be jobless took out their phones and took a picture of him, some tried to go closer, and some others wanted to question him. Those who had seen him earlier that day could not believe what they were staring at."Tristan is rich? how?" they said, searching their confused brains for possibilities.Ignoring the students with a sense of pride, Tristan entered the classroom which was already occupied by a lot of students but they were all distracted by his presence. Even the lecturer was dumbfounded."Tristan Co