Antonio Smith drove through Sky city, desperate to make it on time to The Wests big party tonight. He had narrowly avoided two traffic accidents already, and opted to drive a little slower. "You wouldn't...You wouldn't understand the lengths I'd go to for Camilla Jeffrey." Antonio solemnly said, his eyes fixated on the road forward.
Jeffrey spoke in a more serious tone, "Antonio. Her disease has her like a goner man. You know that operation would break the bank for you. Ten million dollars. The freakin banks won't let you take a loan even with the worst rates in the world here! The Wests hate your guts and hers." Antonio shivered at Jeffrey's reminder of their situation. "A man has to help his daughter in her time of need! Taylor West can't just let her die because she loves me!!!! Ever since she had this disease, all of her siblings have turned their back on us. A rare cancer that they hadn't discovered before. And yet despite all of these record breaking profits, they won't even so much as gaze in her direction! Tonight may really be my last chance to try something." Antonio Smith no matter what was not a charismatic businessman nor owned any special holdings. He was a mere pauper in the eyes of the West Family. "You were born to nothing. They were born to everything. Of course their not gonna help you Antonio. You're like a speck of dirt for them. A stain that they don't like looking at. They want Camilla marrying some rich snob, not you." Jeffrey took a deep breath over the phone. "Look man. I'm gonna leave you to this, but don't say I did not warn you." Jeffrey after that immediately hung up the phone. Antonio exhaled loudly as he continued to drive his way onto the Wests party. "You'd understand. I can't just let this lie down..." Antonio muttered to himself. His mind trailed off to thoughts of Camilla in her weakened state. He remembered when he visited her this morning.The Hospital room was gray and bleak for it's painted colors. No matter how much light the window allowed in, it still managed to look dreary even in bright day light. Camilla was laid back in her hospital bed, tied to multiple medical machines to support her body.
"Antonio Please...My family. You don't have to let them abuse you to try to get money. It's okay!" Camilla in the hospital room pleaded with Antonio. Her voice was hoarse and pale. The cancer had drained all the life from her expression. Her usual voice of cheer reduced to a withering flower. Her hand weakly grasped Antonios. "It..It doesn't matter how bad the cancer is. I won't let them treat you like that Antonio...The doctor told me there's a new experimental treatment thats much cheaper. I might be eligible for it but they have to run some tests!" Camilla looked at Antonio with a hopeful gleam in her eyes. "We can't...We can't count on that Camilla. We don't know what the side effects might be, or if it will even work." Antonio posed to Camilla, who looked down at the bed she laid in. "The surgery is too expensive Antonio...We have no other option. I'm in so much pain. I can barely feel my fingers.. The medication's starting to not work anymore and..." Antonio interrupted Camilla. He gently held her head against his chest. "I'm going to try again. Just one more time. Please." Antonio's voice became weak at his last word.His lips quivered seeing Camilla in her weak condition. Her radiant brown hair so dim, the glow in her eyes reduced to darkness. Her once glowing skin was now pale and crackly. The beauty he had fallen for was now stuck as a wilting sun flower, in a room abandoned by all she knew. His hand touched her face very softly, his eyes meeting hers. "You still look as lovely as the day I met you Camilla."
Camilla's eyes gazed back into his. "You've gotten really good at lying Antonio...I look horrible." A tear went down her face, "No matter what the cancer does to your body. You will never change in my eyes. And I will convince that scoundrel your father to pay for the treatment!" Antonio kissed Camilla on the head, as she began to cry. "Antonio...Please..." She wept into her hands as he turned around and walked away. "I will be back honey. Please...Believe in me!" Antonio looked forward with a confident and stern expression on his face as he walked out.
He didn't have the heart to turn around and see Camilla's crying face. Every step outside of the hospital felt like lifting bricks to move each of his feet. The sound of Camilla's faint sobbing faded in the distance as he walked to the elevator.
Antonio brought himself back to reality. He was now very close to the venue where the party for the Taylor's was being hosted. He saw multiple body guards standing outside of the venue, kicking out various people and holding back the desperate animals from getting inside. "Security looks pretty tight. But if it's him at the door...Maybe he will let me in."
Antonio recognized the distinct neck tattoo of the Head Bodyguard, one who had served the family for so long. Antonio parked the car nearby to the venue and walked his way to the front entrance. He had no time to wait in line, and immediately began to skip across it and ignore it.
"Hey what gives Pal. You don't look like a freakin VIP!""Maybe he is a homeless looking for a few dollars from the security!"
The ongoers in the line jeered at him as Antonio made his way to the front. But he ignored all of their sour cries. The abuse over the years from the West family made him able to ignore such harsh words on command. When he looked back at the line, all he saw were the greedy beady little eyes of all the desperate people back there. All of them were willing to do anything at a shot at getting in the good graces of the Wests.
Before Antonio Smith could turn his head back to address the bodyguards. A firm hand pressed against his chest and stopped him in his tracks.
"Hey. I'm going to have to ask you to leave. This is a private party." A familiar and intense killing intent was immediately focused on Antonio. Antonio immediately looked forward to see the Head Bodyguard himself staring down right at Antonio.Right when Antonio opened his mouth to speak, the bodyguard suddenly cut him off. "Antonio?" He said with a questioning voice.
The muscular body guard looked down at Antonio, recognizing his face immediately. "Antonio?" The bodyguard said to him, causing Antonio to look back at him with a hint of relief. "Yes! You recognize me from before right?" Antonio questioned to the bodyguard. He was wearing a pair of black sunglasses that hid the expression in his eyes, yet he could see his brow furl just a little. The head bodyguards body was chiseled from years of conflict. Antonio had heard rumors this man had served as former special forces for the nation they were in. The stern look on his face, and his unwavering demeanor spelled it out to him. "You can't be here. I know you keep coming here. But I made it clear nothing will change last time. Mr West wants me to kill you if you so much as attempt to come into this building." The bodyguards tone was firm and unyielding, but with a hint of concern. Antonio remembered the savage beating inflicted upon him by the West Family's bodyguards the last time he attemp
Antonio Smith pressed his hands gently against the dark wooden doorway. With a small creak the door had opened forth. Immediately the smell of alcohol and overly priced cigars leaked out to Antonio's senses. Before him a familiar sight was sitting down. Taylor West sat himself like a king. He was on a fancy antique chair that Antonio swore he paid quite a large sum of money for. The chair, like many things in Taylor West's life was overpriced. His wife stood by his side, haughtily waving around a glass of expensive alcohol and chortling like a harpy at another poor joke. Antonio couldn't see any chemistry between the two of them. He only saw two vile insidious people that had nobody who would tolerate them but each other. Taylor West had smooth white hair. His face was not chiseled and his hands unlike those who served him did not look rough. In fact, it was as if he never lifted a hand in years. His outfit consisted of a very deep navy blue tuxedo. It had every possible little det
Antonio Smith's body stood utterly frozen in place. He was unable to lift a muscle to do anything when the system suddenly showed him a new message. His eyes nearly popped out of his head reading what was on the screen."Welcome to the Son in Law System". The message remained on the screen, with a button beneath it that said [Continue]."Son in Law System? Don't tell me I've really fallen inside of a video game or something now!" Antonio Smith called out. He noticed nobody else who was frozen could hear him, and wasn't sure if his words were even properly escaping his mouth. Antonio Smith looked around the entire room and saw nobody else was remotely looking at the mysterious blue screen except for him.He attempted to move and found that he could move his arms and his legs again. He reached his hand out to the blue message screen that was now shining in front of him. Antonio Smith upon placing his hand, caused the screen to shine and expand itself. It disappeared in front of him, bef
"100 Trillion Dollars!!!" Antonio Smith was not able to believe the words that he was hearing right now. Just to be safe, he slapped himself two times across the face.SLAP SLAPOnce across the left cheek of his face and once again on the right. He even attempted to do a third one before the system interrupted him immediately. "Please do not hit yourself again. This is not a dream or your imagination. The Son In Law System will legally provide you with a special credit card to use for your transactions."The System began to load another loading bar, and within a few seconds it was complete and full! From the bar came a magical credit card that sprung out of the digital loading screen and landed perfectly in Antonio's hand. "Only you are able to use this credit card. If someone else attempts to grab or use it. They will not be able to see it, and it will reappear in your hand on command!" Antonio was shocked by the literal magic credit card the Son In Law System was giving him.But he
"A Gun? Taylor West was about to shoot me!" Antonio Smith called out, he guessed that Taylor West was about to make good on his threats for once in his life! He looked at how Taylor West was frozen in time, and seemed to be reaching for something. But there was no gun in his hand yet, and it did not look like there was a gun at all near him."But system, where was he going to get the gun from? I don't see a gun anywhere." Antonio did not understand what the system mean't by that. What other danger was there truly in Taylor West's mansion either? He did not think of Taylor West as someone who would have an extensive amount of dangerous people at a party like this.The older man's strange condition also caught Antonio's attention. He seemed weaker, more desperate and not like he had been in the past. While still mean and vile to Antonio, he had much more vitality than he demonstrated currently in front of him. While looking at Taylor, Antonio saw just a trickle of blood inside of Taylor
"I...I... I didn't know..!" Samantha blustered out to the nurse and Antonio. She was so nervous, what would they do to her for adding five million dollars for no reason at all to a patient's surgery! The nurse looked at her very sternly and then turned to Antonio. "I'm so sorry about that. She's new here and-"Antonio raised his hand politely to signal for her to stop. "It's okay. I don't think everyone is a rude harpy like her here." Antonio with money would never behave like Taylor West to others, an abusive piece of trash that looked down on everyone around him. The only people that deserved his scorn, were the real trash like the receptionist in front of him!Samantha stammered and was unable to say any other words, the nurse continued to speak to Antonio. "Doctor Camps is available in her office right now to speak to you about your wifes surgery. You just have to go down the hall and make a left." The nurse pointed to where Antonio needed to walk down the hallway. "Thank you." He
Antonio Smith walked directly out of Doctor Camp's office in a bit of a haste. He had begged God and everything for this moment for so long. The two had shared many tears from this disease, and their unhappiness would soon meet its end.Antonio walked into the hospital room Camilla was in. Gently, he placed his hand on her hand. "Camilla. I have returned with good news." She turned back to him, a tear running down her face. "One of the nurses...She told me that you had the money for the surgery now. Antonio...How...? Did my father help you with this?" Camilla weakly smiled at Antonio and took his hand. He debated how he would explain any of this money to her. "I can't just tell her I have a magical game like system called the Son In Law System. Even if she believed me, it's better not to know about these types of things..." Antonio raised his other hand to his chin, carefully weighing his answer to give his wife. "He did not help me at all. But I was able to get incredibly lucky. My
"Go Home? I am feeling pretty tired from today." Antonio took a deep breath in. This elevator was strangely going very slow. He didn't feel as if it had moved yet, and there was no dinging when it touched floors like it normally would. The elevator didn't look strange, and the area did not turn grey like that time when the Son In Law System first came to Antonio.Had the system stopped the very elevator itself? Antonio decided to ask the system, just to see what was the answer that it would humor him with. "System. Have you made the elevator stop to talk to me?" Antonio asked, but the system gave him an immediate answer."No. The elevator here is slow, and has not had maintenance in some time. "You can to start the next quest, but enjoy some of your own money first. You will want to peruse a change of clothes, as well as a few other necessities of your own choosing." The system window this time immediately disappeared after saying it's words, the window blinking out with a bright bli