At first, many were surprised, but then again, who wouldn’t want a beautiful woman like Miss Stacey for themselves? It pained the other employees, but for the sake of their jobs, they prayed for her to leave.Stacey on the other hand wasn’t too surprised as she expected something like this.But contrary to whatever they believed was his motive for doing this, the true reason behind this condition was right in front of him. Just that only he could see it.[Potential Ally Found]He was surprised and confused seeing this from the system but the information which flooded directly into his brain helped him to understand better.This was a function set in place to help him recognize people who could greatly assist him on his journey.This sounded quite overpowered for a world like this, but it wasn’t as invincible as he initially thought. First of all, it can only detect people who can help him presently.S
Charles was riding back home in a limousine with Walter who was driving it. He decided to save the last condition for later and just head home.Not wanting the attention which came with escorts, he dismissed the rest. But he was sure that certain measures were still put in place for guaranteed safety.The ride has mostly been quiet with Charles's thoughts being on his mother. If she was only alive to see him now.He promised to be very generous when paying back all the pain he passed through. The silence reigned for several more minutes as he realized he walked a lot of distance.Walter was the one who broke the silence. “I have to say, young master. I’m impressed. You surpassed my expectations of you. I’m sure you’re going to accomplish many great things in the future.”After all the insults he has been receiving it felt good to be praised like this but Walter wasn’t done.“But there are some things that I would like to correct.” “Go on,” Charles said wondering if he did anything
3 days…That’s how long it’s been since his visit to the estate company. His movement has been restricted for his recovery, thanks to Victoria.Turns out that she wasn’t lying about having the power to act on whatever she deemed good for him. At this point, he was wondering who was under who. The most surprising thing was that all his injuries were almost completely healed, including his dislocated hand. So he no longer wore an arm sling. Right now he was seated outside after an early morning jog.He’s been doing this for the past three days. The Charles right now was different from the Charles just three days ago.He looked healthier, more fit, and most especially much more good-looking.The treatment and medication he was being given weren’t normally enough to make him turn out like this as he was recovering 2x faster than he expected.All this was due to his system.“Open status,” he said internally as a blue screen only he could see appeared.[Name: Charles Alistair] [Affluent
“What was that?” This question was directed at a 19-year-old boy with blue eyes and short pony-tailed hair. Despite his unhealthy looks, this boy was very handsome with pale white skin and the fury and sadness burning in his eyes could not be mistaken and right now, he was currently kneeling, not of his own will, but he was being forced to do so by the two burly men beside him.“I said you should all apologize for what you did to my mother. Her death is on your hands.”Tears trickled down his eyes with his words directed at all the people here, most especially the man seated directly in front of him, whose eyes were emotionless while staring at the kneeling figure. Charles, the boy who was on his knees and was once considered a part of this family was driven away with his mother by them or more specifically, the man in front of him who was the head of this household and also his father.This happened two years ago, and it was barely a year later that his mum ended up dying in a myst
Charles had a faint smile on his face as he walked through the streets.The buildings and structure of this neighbourhood indicated that it was average living people who reside here.The clothes he wore didn’t rhyme with his looks as they looked quite old and cheap.It didn’t take more than a first glance to know that he was struggling to survive. He was forced into a life of struggle after his mother's death. For the past year, he has been without a family as he no longer considered those people who were responsible for his mum’s death as one. He wanted so badly to have his revenge on them, but alas, he was completely powerless to do so. Everyone he thought was his friend and well-wishers abandoned him even before his mother’s death, including his girlfriend.That was what he thought as she returned shortly after, saying that she was forced out of town by her parents and helped him to overcome the most sorrowful moment of his life. He just lost his family name, which was of cours
~Flicker~ ~Flicker~Charles's eyes slowly opened and the first thing coming in sight was the chandelier that hung from the ceiling.His sight was slightly blurry at first, taking about a minute to get clear. He moved his head slowly with his eyes glancing around the luxurious room where he lay.He could tell that it was morning and seeing the fancy clock which hung on the wall his thoughts were confirmed.It was currently 8:17 am. The events of yesterday flooded into his head as a dejected feeling washed over him.“Cynthia,” he muttered the name of the person who he loved and could sacrifice his life for. Even though he now harbored immersed spite and hate towards her, somewhere deep down those feelings still lingered and it wouldn’t be easy to completely get rid of. After all, this was someone who helped and took care of him even though she wasn’t sincere.It was when he tried getting up that he felt his right hand numb and looking towards it he saw that it was in an arm sling.
It took some minutes but he was now done with freshening and dressing up.Victoria who was the person who had walked in earlier offered to help him several times but he refused.This wasn’t his first time being treated like this as he was originally from a rich household but he was confused at why he was being given such treatment. Why he thought this was because Victoria was no ordinary maid. Even using that term was insulting to her.She had long lustrous brown hair and light brown eyes which held innocence but was also sharp, curious yet seeming very wise.Her beauty rivaled that of top models. As for her body, it was perfectly tuned in every aspect and she was 4 inches shorter than his 6 feet height. He should just be a stranger who got hit by the car of whoever ran him over and with such wealth, he was lucky to be in their house in the first place. “Follow me. The lord of the house is waiting,” she voiced out with Charles nodding as they both walked out of the room.He still
There were about 15 people seated here. Six were adults while the remaining eight were young adults and teenagers like him.This seemed like a gathering of models as everyone here was very beautiful and handsome in their own way. He had been contemplating about it, and now he was sure that this was a first-class family.This was a hierarchy of the upper-class people in the society.Third-class families had their worth in millions of dollars.Second-class families ranged from multi-millions to billions of dollars while First class families were multi-billionaires. Cynthia had said something about her family making it to the third class with the help of Dan’s family who were second class.Even Charles’s family was a second-class family.He realized this also because he finally remembered why the man’s name sounded familiar.It was simply because he was the head of one of the most powerful and prominent families even among the first class.The Alistairs. “Daddy!” A girl exclaimed with