As the door opened Tristan held his breath, not sure of who or what he was going to meet inside, but once inside, he exhaled in relief but still perplexed by the horrendous sight."Who are these?" he asked Drake looking at all four men that were tied to a chair, Their hands were tied with a rope behind the chairs, while their mouths were covered with pieces of clothing so that they could not speak."One of these must be the president's son," he thought."These are my next victims, I just want to see how brave you are to help me execute one of them," Drake responded with a sinister grin.Tristan could not believe his ears, his jaws dropped but he quickly closed his mouth to avoid looking scared."I demand to know why you want them dead anf who they are exactly," Tristan said trying to prolong the conversation and in turn know who the president's son was. The last thing he wanted to do was to get his hands stained with blood."I am the boss remember? You do as I say if you want to work
Everywhere in the lounge, everyone wondered why the music stopped all of a sudden for the second time, and they could hear the sound of the microphone tapping onto something."Good evening everyone!" Tristan's voice echoed through the lounge and those who were in the same section as him turned to where the DJ was and saw him holding up the microphone."What the fuck is he doing?" "Sorry for stopping your music!" he apologized, but quickly realized that he shouldn't have so added,"But I want this party to stop now, it's irritating me, why? because it's too cheap. I know you all have a limited amount of money to spend tonight, maybe a hundred dollars, but what if I tell you that you could spend a million dollars and more tonight? " His last statement caught everyone's attention, but most of them thought that he was just being stupid or was probably under alcoholic influence." He only took one sip of cigarettes and now he's mad!" the guy he met earlier yelled from the crowd." What a
He did not want to stay back and watch men take off their clothes and get flogged, but as he left the room he could still hear the voices from inside screaming and yelling,"Strip naked!""Take off those clothes!""Hey!" The boss who had taken him to see Drake earlier came and stood in front of Tristan blocking his path."What do you want?"He asked."You said you'll pay for everything I took, with that of my guys," he answered and Tristan was stunned.How on earth could someone be Too greedy to this point, he could easily have said yes and swiped his card to pay, but instead, Tristan asked him."Did you not receive your money? The one I sent to everyone just now_" You said you'll pay" the boss interjected,"Is there anything stopping you from doing so? If you could give everyone here such an amount of money then you should be able to pay for my things without thinking twice about it."" Of course I can pay, but I won't, I'd rather give an extra one million to everyone here than respe
Meanwhile at a grand restaurant not so far from Tristan's apartment. Known for its intercontinental dishes and epic cuisine.The vicinity smells of wealth, from chandeliers hanging from the ceiling to the glass tables and comfortable chairs. The top-class live entertainment for whoever, first-class treatment, and professional waiters, this place was practically built for the eminent."I do not know who they are. This place is for recognized men only, so I suggest you leave now." A clerk instructed Jennes and Tristan's mother who had been standing at the entrance for over five minutes.The guard had taken them to a few places, he showed them to the beautiful nightlife of New York City, and this tour was to end at this restaurant, but a clerk refused to let them in claiming not to know who they were or any iconic person they are related to."So you're saying that this is a restaurant, but not everyone can come in here?" Jenness asked."Only those who can afford it, yes," the clerk answ
" Yes sir, I apologize sincerely, " said the manager and he turned to the security who was almost breathless on the floor." You fool, how dare you do such a thing, this is your last day here, don't even think about bringing your filthy legs back to this place." He yelled and rushed to meet Tristan who was leaving." Please sir, allow me to make it up to you, We will give you the best treatment we can offer, you don't have to pay for anything sir…"Do I look like a beggar to you?" Tristan snapped, "Did I tell you that I cannot afford whatever treatment you claim to offer, please do not offend me any further," Tristan added, leaving the manager speechless.Tristan walked back to the car angrily and the manager ran behind him, however, Max stopped him from coming any closer to Tristan.Once in the car, Tristan sighed, he recalled how he once hated treating people like this, but now he does it effortlessly.It appears that he had gotten himself drunk in the cup of pride without a way ou
"Here it is sir," Max walked into the room a few minutes later with a bowl of warm water and a towel hanging on his shoulder.Jennes's heart skipped a beat, This was something she always dreamt of doing, touching him and massaging his wound, but she never expected it to be this soon."So? Come over here," Tristan said with a smirk, although the injury was gone, he wanted to watch her clean off the blood for his amusement."I don't know sir, I have never done this before, I think I should call your mother," Jennes said, she was too nervous to move closer."Don't worry, it's not that hard, You literally dip that towel in water, squeeze it out gently, and wipe off the blood, Don't worry I won't feel any pain," Tristan added."Hmm," Jennes swallowed hard, took the towel from Max, and dipped it into the bowl of water, She squeezed it at a snail's pace and proceeded to clean the wound, but Tristan wanted to go further." Wait," he said to her and stood up from the bed, he took off his vest
A new day, the cool breeze from the surrounding trees cooled Tristan off as he completed his daily exercise task from the system. He was getting more used to it by the day, lifting heavier weights became easier, and both push and sit-ups are now a breeze to him."Explains why you've got these muscles," his mother commented, she was watching from the window drinking some tea from a mug."Hmmph," Tristan scoffed jokingly and said,"If I tell you that I do not want to do this daily, you'll not believe me."[ Task completed][ 100 push-ups completed][ 100 sit-ups completed][ 150 skips completed][ Default number of weights lifted][ The system has rewarded you with 10 exp points]For once, Tristan had no complaints, he was already used to the minimal number of exp points he'd receive from this task.He walked to the table, took the bottle of cold water and drank it all up in one go."Don't even try it Jennes, you'll throw up," Tristan said as Jennes tried to lift the weight behind him.
9 pm "System upgrade my facial change features"[ 50 exp points have been deducted][ Upgrading….[ 50%... … … … upgrading][ 100%... Upgrade complete][ Host can make use of this feature a minimum of three times before another upgrade]Tristan's car had just packed in front of the bar, he alighted with a smile on his face and closed the door behind him. Unlike the previous day when he was a newcomer and contemplated his entrance, tonight he walked into the bar like a regular customer.As he got in, seeing all these people dancing, drinking, and partying, he wondered if the people up here were also prisoners, or if it was just an avenue to hide the dirty secrets going on down there.He walked past all of them and went straight to the counter, refusing to give in to any impediment."A bottle of your strongest wine immediately," Tristan said and the waiter turned around surprised to see him."You are back." He said with a smirk."Are you going to give me the drink or what?" Tristan as