The next few weeks, Arnold mastered a routine. It built up slowly over time. At first, he felt overwhelmed by his two new positions. He was Xiu's mentee and Xiu always wanted to see him and teach. He was also trying to run a business that demanded his presence. After thinking it through one evening, his journal/planner in front of him, he decided to share it.He'd work as Mr Xiu's mentee during the weekdays and he'd be his own boss during the weekends. It made sense that way and the burden of constantly juggling two thing as once eased.One particular day, Mr Xiu had given him a rather tasking assignment. He'd told him that he had taught him enough and he wanted to see him put in the work. Kind of like a practical work to see if Arnold understood all that he had been feeding him with throughout the week. It was a Thursday night and the deadline for the assignment was the next morning which was Friday morning.No one was around the office. The tenth floor was empty. Even the strict
It was a hot Sunday night. Arnold had spent the first few hours of his day at the gym. It was quite shocking that what he had started in order to get Lisa Daniel had turned into something he actually loved. It was so refreshing to be able to sweat away all his worries and intrusive thoughts. After he came back from the gym, he’d dressed and gone straight to Lincoln’s forge, ready to continue what he had started the day before in order to reach his weekend target.Now that he was back, he needed to rest. He was looking forward to a long night rest to get ready for his investor prediction work week days with Mr Xiu.He’d just come out of the shower and his body was still wet. He toweled himself down and put on a boxer brief with his favourite faded t shirt. He sniffed it before he put it on. Sometimes, he forgot to properly sort his laundry, often mixing the clean cloth and the dirty clothes due to his busy schedule.He brought out his laptop from the portable office bag he had bough
When Arnold opened his eyes the next morning, Lisa was there, sprawled out on his bed. She was rubbing his chest and getting comfy with him. He stared at her and turned to look at the time. It was still early.He was surprised she hadn’t left him and disappeared like the stunt she’d pulled the first time they'd slept together. Also he was suddenly feeling irritated. What he’d once longed for now disgusted him and he found himself wondering what ulterior motive she had to make her stay.Lisa Daniels opened her eyes and stretched. She yawned and murmured, “Morning, Arnold.”He grunted and got up, untangling himself from her without saying a word.She watched him as he stood, giving her a vantage point of his firm butt.“Come back to bed,” she whispered, reaching out to touch him. “I want you.”Arnold moved away from her, cringing visibly. He didn’t even turn to look at her when he said, “I’m tired. You wore me out last night.”She could sense the coldness in his words. The way he refu
Pumped with his lunch and yet another dose of coffee, Arnold was ready to go on with the day. He'd settled the records of his bullet proceeds and now it was time to balance it with Mr Xiu. They were joint partners, after all. It was only right for him to keep Mr Xiu updated at every step of the way.He'd made 15 bullets with 9 of the coins that Mr Xiu had supplied him and he had sold them at a price of 500$ each. The price was gradually increasing with each sale and he was elated about this fact. It was a very good deal and G was fast becoming his loyal customer.Since Xiu and Arnold were joint partners, they split the total amount of the proceeds into two. There was one catch, though."What?" Arnold asked, wondering if Mr Xiu was teasing him."You're going to have to collect my personal account details from Jia. I don't want you to send the proceeds to my company account number. Jia knows all my personal details, so it's best if you just ask her.""Ask her?" Arnold was surprised th
Winning against Mr Black was just the beginning of Arnold's success in the stock market world. He went on to bag even bigger wins.First, the 250,000 dollars had been transferred into his account.Next, Mr Black had sent him a black card via email. It was a one time free pass for Arnold to have to book a live meeting with him. This was something that could come in handy, in his road to becoming one of the revered investors in the stock market world. Arnold knew he had to keep that card well, and he couldn’t afford to misplace or misuse it. Also, he was able to triple his earnings (the total 250,000 dollars) by investing in more opportunities. The ones most investors overlooked. He was implementing Xiu's lessons on seeing the hidden value and investing even when others thought a particular venture was useless.Then, he was quickly gaining fast traction in the investing world. His reputation was spreading and growing at equal intervals. Slowly, his name began to be whispered from the
It was a Friday night after a long week and Arnold needed to cool down. He wanted to do something impulsive, something that didn't involve all the hard work he did all week long (and all weekend long, too).He told his made a stop at his newfound favourite club just on his way to his apartment. He was still wearing his office wear, but he didn't care. He just wanted to have a fun, chill night to celebrate his wins so far. He didn't want to be that guy who always worked without playing even a little bit.He entered the club and went straight to the VIP section. There was an abundance of women and drinks. He loved both. He wanted both. And he had the money to get both."Give me your most expensive bottle of wine!" he yelled to the barman.When they served it to him, the music changed to acknowledge him and the spotlight shone on him. A lot of the people in the club stopped dancing to see who it was. Almost all eyes were on him.The server opened the bottle and poured it into a cup. He t
Vera's face held an ample amount of shock. She couldn't hold it in. She let it flow from within through to her face.Was she seeing clearly? Or had she gone crazy and was now hallucinating?Her ex, Arnold was standing in front of her. But, something wasn't right about him. He didn't look like what he was supposed to look like. He didn't look slim and hopeless, like the Arnold she'd left at the altar. No. He looked like an upgraded version of him.She looked down from embarrassment at the situation he was finding her in.Something clicked within her; it was the same audacity that had made her shout at the sales clerk without care, not minding who was watching her.She finally got the questios out of her mouth after trying severally. "Arnold? What are you doing here?"She looked at him now, her eyes clearly taking in his outfit. He didn't just look different, he dressed different. His suit looked like it had come right out of a magazine cover. He looked like he had come right out of a m
It was yet another weekend, exactly seven days after Arnold's encounter with Vera. He wasn't counting but he was conscious of this fact. It was an encounter that he didn't think he would forget un the near future. It had given him some kind of moment of evaluation. He'd tried to stop himself from thinking about his past life but it was hard. Even though he'd gotten into that accident and woken up with the system in him, he was still a part of his past self. He felt renewed but his present was an accumulation of all his past selves.Arnold had finished his weekend quota of bullets to be forged. He'd forged them all and he was ready to sell them to his regular buyer. It was always so refreshing when he was able to meet his goals. And, since he'd met his goals, he felt fulfilled even before selling the bullets. The proceeds would be a bonus.He arrived at the usual meeting point alone. As always. The new routine involved him coming alone without his car and with a duffel bag. So, ther