"What did you say?" Tyson asked, his face reddened with anger and his lips shaking. "Who do you think you are, Charles? Have you suddenly grown wings?" "Tyson, I don't have any business with you." Charles simply answered. "I'm here to buy a car and I suggest you do the same. I don't have time for this drama because unlike you, I have a lot of things to achieve today." "The bastard son can finally stand up for himself," Tyson spat. "Where did you get the money to buy a car? Did you steal it? Come on Charles, you can stop pretending to everyone. I know you're poor and wretched. There's no need for your fake lifestyle." Tyson glanced at Vera who was standing right beside Charles. He wondered if she was his wife or something. He didn't believe that such a beautiful girl will ever choose to be with Charles who was a nobody. He turned to Vera. "What is this useless man offering you for your time? Tell me and I'll double it. He's not worthy of your beauty and time." Vera shook her head
"Look, my father can pay twice the price for the car. I'm very sure he's busy with work and that's why his phone is switched off." Tyson said desperately to the manager. "I'm sorry but like I said earlier, the car will be sold to whoever can pay for it immediately." The manager replied. He was still holding Charles's card which he wanted to use to process his payment."Don't sell the car to this man. He's a fraud." Tyson spat. "It's an insult to me that you want to sell this car to him. Do you know who my father is? He can buy any car he wants in this city. If you sell the car to this man, you'll be making a big mistake." The manager chuckled and ignored Tyson. He knew the kind of person he was because he has met a lot of his kind during business transactions. He knew Tyson was just an entitled son who believed everyone had to worship him because his father was a wealthy man. Everyone including Tyson watched with anticipation as the manager swiped Charles card. Tyson believed the
Charles patted Tyson on the shoulder. "I advise you to start working hard for your money. Instead of sitting at home and barking orders to people, you should get up and work. You don't want to be embarrassed every time your father disappoints you. Be a man." Tyson shoved Charles' hands away. "Says the stupid illegitimate son that was kicked away. You should be happy to be standing in the same building as me."Charles shook his head. "I can see you haven't changed even after all these years. I'm trying to advise you to stop depending on your father for money but you're too proud to accept my advice. I'm no longer the person you think I am, Tyson." Tyson chuckled. "I don't need advice from a wretched man like you. Today is your lucky day but I promise you that your luck will run out. You may have succeeded in disguising as an important person today but you're still a nobody in this city. Very soon, your lies will be exposed and everyone will see through your disguise." When Charles r
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