Charles and Vera ordered a cab to Celio Fashion Store after they left Visiondot. Celio Fashion Store was one of the best fashion line in the city and Charles wanted to shop for some clothes there. He planned to spend more money so he would complete the system's task and receive two black card points. As they walked into the fashion store, the receptionist was staring at Charles like she had just seen a ghost. Charles expected her reaction because he used to work as a delivery man at Celio but now he was coming to shop for their clothes. Celio was a well known fashion brand with the best collection of clothes. Most of their designs were made from imported materials from all over the world so their clothes were really expensive. In fact, once you are seen in public wearing one of their clothes, you will be respected and admired. "Charles, is that you?" The receptionist asked when Charles and Vera tried to check in. "It's been a long time we've seen you here." Charles smiled. "I kno
Madame Visa stared down at the heap of clothes that Charles bought and back at him. What had suddenly come over him? The Charles she knew was just a very timid delivery man who everyone looked down on. He wore tattered clothes to work, and would always beg for tips. "Are you listening to me?" Charles asked, pulling her out of her thoughts. "Do you still want us to leave?" He had a smirk on his face. He knew that she couldn't afford to let them go because he wanted to purchase really expensive clothes.Madame Visa was a very greedy woman who loved money more than anything. She scratched her head nervously before smiling at Charles. "I wasn’t asking you to leave. I was only trying to speed up your selection so you can select the best things before others. Do you know how many of our recent pieces were sold in minutes?" She lied. Their recent pieces hadn't been sold so much because of the prices. Most rich men who could afford to buy them could only buy just one. Only Charles had pick
"Can anyone explain what's happening here?" Mr. Celio asked again. "Why are the staffs not working? Why are they clustered in one corner?" "I believe that would be my fault," Charles chipped in before Madame Visa replied. "We were trying to settle some poor customer care issues but I'm already on my way out." Madame Visa shot Charles a pleading look, begging him not to say anything. Charles had never seen her that humble and scared before. He knew that reporting her to Mr. Celio would be the end of her job. "What poor customer care issue?" Mr. Celio asked, looking around in bewilderment. He didn't want to believe that any of his staff would be trying to ruin the reputation of his store. "Please, enlighten me, Sir. I'm Celio, the owner of this great store." Charles cleared his throat. "I'm Charles." "Mr. Charles was actually leaving." Madame Visa chipped in immediately, hoping she could drive Charles away before the truth leaked out. "May I escort you outside?" "Not so fast, Mada
Charles and Vera walked out of Celio fashion house, feeling overwhelmed with joy. Charles was incredibly happy because he put Madame Visa in her place. Vera on the other hand appreciated her job as his personal assistant. “Charles, that was intense,” she said beaming with smiles. “So what’s your next plan? Where are we heading to next?” “Ummmm,” Charles considered his next plan immediately. Having bought a house and car, he needed a company of his own to secure a name in the city. “I need to secure a deal with the manager of Golden State Hotel.” “What kind of deal? Are you talking about partnership?” “No. I want to buy Golden State Hotel.” Initially, Vera was shocked because she didn’t think he would be able to afford the cost of buying an entire hotel. But she didn’t want to doubt him like others. After all, he had accomplished everything he wanted to do previously. “Are you sure you can foot the cost?” She asked. “After all, what if the manager doesn’t want to sell it to you? W
The announcement left everyone especially the manager speechless. They couldn't believe that Charles had bought the hotel within an hour of his visit. Most of the workers had no idea who he was but they were happy that the ownership had been shifted to him. Mr. Pascal barely paid attention to their needs but made them work heavily. They had complained endlessly to the manager who couldn’t do anything because of the CEO. "This is unbelievable." The receptionist muttered to herself. "He just walked in here about an hour ago. How powerful could he be?" The manager was left dumbfounded in his office. He couldn't believe that Mr. Pascal who was so greedy would ever agree to sell the hotel. He wondered what Charles did or said to him. “Finally.” The head chef rejoiced. “I hope this new CEO will not be a glutton like Mr. Pascal.” “Maybe he will finally buy more kitchen equipments.” Another staff chipped in. In fact, everyone was rejoicing due to the change in management. The hotel was
The next morning, Vera arrived at Charles’ mansion when he was having breakfast. She looked excited as she walked in and greeted him. “Good morning, Charles. I hope you had a great night.” She said, plopping down on a chair beside him. “Good morning,” his eyes narrowed. “Is everything ok? You look like you have something to say.” “Yes I do.” “Well, go on. Tell me all about it.” “When I went home yesterday, while checking out some places to hire security details for you, I found out there’s an auction happening at the Royal Oak Hotel today by 3pm.”“What kind of auction?” “There’s going to be a lot of things on sale but I think you would be interested in the high-tech machines that would auctioned. Every businessman in the city has their eyes on them because it will definitely improve efficiency in their companies. I think we should attend this auction.” “Hmmmm,” Charles stroked his jaw. “That’s an interesting idea. Does this auction require an invitation or something? I would lo
“Ladies and gentlemen!!!! Please have your seat! The event is about to begin!!” The M.C of the auction announced and everyone began to hurriedly take their seat in the large auction hall. Charles and Vera found a good spot amongst some other businessmen. “Charles, I hope you’re not bothered by what that man said.” Vera whispered, her eyes glimmering with pity. Charles smiled. “Don’t worry about it. I’m used to hearing such things from people like that. It hasn’t stopped me from achieving everything I’ve achieved. Besides, after the auction, he will learn to respect me.” Vera nodded. Within her, she believed that Charles was a very strong and humble man. She couldn’t imagine how much he went through in the hands of his ex-wife’s family. But he still remained humble. As everyone settled in the hall, the auction began. “Good day ladies and gentlemen. We are happy to have all of you here present for this auction. We have some breathtaking items up for sale and we can’t wait to start
Silence fell across the room when Charles stood up. He had a wide smile on his face and confidence radiated all over him. Tyson’s jaw dropped and Jefferson was glaring at him with disdain. None of them could obviously bid more than him and they didn’t expect him to even have 32 million dollars in the first place. The auctioneer was too shocked for a while and had to quickly regain his composure. “32 million dollars going once! Twice! And sold to Mr. Charles!!” A loud applause broke out and many businessmen in the hall rose to their feet. They were clapping and looking at Charles with respect and admiration. Tyson plopped down in his seat and lowered his head in anger. “How can I lose a bid to Charles? Of all people, Charles?” He questioned himself bitterly. “Congratulations Mr. Charles, you have really done what no other person has done in years.” The man sitting next to Charles shook his hand with excitement. “Mr. Charles, please can you give me your card? I will really like to