"Nobody really owns a city. A city cannot be actually bought no matter how filthy rich you are you can't really buy it, even a tiny ghost town won't be for sale. Some huge legal aspects and humanitarian reasons would be hindering it, so technically yeah, you can't buy Red City, but you can own it in other ways," Henley's acquisition team explained to him. Acquiring the Red City is his next move in response to what the system requires of him to stay in his lord rank. Henley nodded. He gets it."Can you discuss more the other ways you're saying?" he asked. "You can purchase lands, establishments, real estate, businesses, anything you want that that's within the premises of Red City to the point that wherever the residents turn they'll be seeing properties you own," Tori explained. A smile flickered across Henley's face, " I like that!" he exclaimed, " Now can you give me all that's for sale?" Tori was ready for her presentation today. She immediately switched on the huge monitor b
Auction PartyHenley arrived at the auction party in his blue car a Rolls Royce Boat Tail, the most expensive car in the world. He was a show stopper when he got off of it, looking elegantly handsome in his suit and expensive jewels. The people at the entrance turned their heads to notice him. Who doesn't know Henley Austen? In just a short time, his name had ascended to the highest society in Red Coast. He's known to be the filthy buyer, the money king, and somehow the punisher. His house turned into a tourist spot in Red City and became viral, which in turn is giving him money, yet of course, he wanted to maintain influence in Red Coast country so he shared half of it with the government. Who would forget the guy who bought the most high-end bar in Red City and made it accessible to the common people? Henley Austen in just a few days has shaken Red City. He is feared by the elites. He is admired by the slum. Yet, now with the connections and influence he's establishing in the entire
“Is that it?” Henley raised one eyebrow as he threw the remote on the couch. This is the video file which Tori gave him, and he’s just finished watching it. He’s in a hurry to buy that legendary yacht, and yet here he is given this video crap! “What the hell is this?” Henley bat an eye at Tori. Tori answered him in a calm manner. Perhaps she’s the only person in the world who’s not intimidated by Henley’s temper. “Well, it turns out that Riva’s team do not just entertain buyers, even those with names and money are turned down, that’s why until now her yacht is still on sale. It’s not enough that you have the money,” Tori explained. “I gave the video files to you so you can study her, and plan your steps,” she added. Henley fell silent. The expression on his face went dark. Now, he took the video seriously, focusing his gaze again on the screen. “Give me the other files!” he commanded. Henley continued watching the video files. He also goes through some clip news ab
“Your contract with DZ entertainment is going to end this year, rumors are they don’t have plans to renew you,” Riva’s manager informed her. Riva just shrugs her shoulders as she sips her wine. She seemed like she didn't care. She’s got back up anyway. 10 years with DZ is already enough. “Should I tell the Pendragon?” her manager asked her. Riva’s eyebrows creased as she side eyed her manager. “Why should you?” she hissed. “This is not a problem anyway. I can handle this on my own,” she said. And the manager just lowered her head, and left even without Riva telling her to do so. She knows Riva. She knows her mood and attitude very well. If the job doesn’t only pay well, she won’t bother managing her anyway. Meanwhile, Riva pulled out her vape and began smoking while she’s thinking of what she's going to do next. Now, she has no choice but to grab the recent offer to her by another entertainment company. Riva then put down her vape and dialed her phone. She was calling her secr
“Oh! So, this is how Riva Superstar loses her shine!” Henley muttered. He rose from his seat and drove his way back to his house in Elite City. Today, he needed to wear his most power up outfit for he’s not just going to meet any businessman, but the President of Red Coast himself, and he has to win over him no matter what. He ordered his most expensive car to be taken out from the garage. Henley made sure that everything he’s wearing up to the stuff he’s using will help him look intimidating. This is a power play. So, he needs to be ready. Keres Wiscon. What really are you, President? You’re the same guy whom Aula is after? Henley thinks. “Sir, we have arrived,” Noah’s voice dragged his thoughts to the present. Henley looked out of the window. He took a deep breath as if gathering all the confidence in him before he stepped out of his expensive car. The building where the President of Red Coast Country is doing his office exudes elegance. It was a tall skyscraper that embodies th
Cameras flashed on Henley’s face. He stood proudly in front of the press while his hands were clinging to Tori's waist. Today he made history. For so long. For a long time the yacht of Riva has been sold. Even the most famous and the richest businessmen in the world failed to buy it, until there had been an impression that Riva’s yacht did not really want to be sold. But now it is! And who bought it was no other than Henley Austen! “How was he able to do it?!” “He’s truly great!” “He did it!” Henley gladly graced the crowd. He was smiling wide when he faced the media. They were all very curious about how Henley acquired the yacht, but Henley just shrugged and gave them unclear answers. Minutes later, again, Henley’s face is all over tv for being the new owner of the yacht. Henley can’t help but smile as he hop in his car. Yeah, it was just a yacht he bought. It’s supposed to be of little value if not the powerful of the world made it into an icon. They crafted stories around it.
The Owl Service who does not know that industry? If there’s one thing that’s powerful in Red Coast Country it’s not the President, but the one who’s got the capacity to make someone a King. What people in Red Coast didn’t know is that The Owl Service is simply just a PR company. Celebrities, politicians, businessmen, and other famous figures all go to them for their help. Whatever scandal, whatever stain they can clean, that’s how good they are. But the question is, who’s the person behind the Owl Service? And what’s the weakness of this company? That’s for Henley to find out. The system is now reminding him about his tasks, and he never had felt pressure this time. He knows in a different game right now. The reason why he succeeded in those impossible previous tasks he had was because he was able to penetrate the enemies’ weakness, and with that he was able to manipulate them, but what about one who doesn’t seem to have a weakness?Impossible! There’s not anyone who doesn't have a we
Henley's voice echoed amidst the hallway. His world seemed to stop turning as he keep pushing the wheeled stretcher where her foster grandma was lying in agony. There's not even a medical attendant who helped them get to the emergency ward. The service of this hospital for commoners sucks! Thuding, he pushed the stretcher as fast as he could until the entrance of the emergency room was near to the sight. He felt a bit of relief when a medical attendant came to meet them. He asks him what happened. Henley told them that his grandma suddenly fainted, and aside from that she usually has pre-existing medical conditions. The medical attendant called the doctor on duty, and as the bed curtain closes, Henley's heart was pounding anxiously. He's worried big time about his grandma. She's the only family he has. Among all the foster parents he has had, Grandma was the only one who showed him love, and who really took care of him. He can't lose her! No! Henley Austen, he doesn't even know if th