A billionaire's daughter? I must hide my money? Travis widened his eyebrows, wondering how it would happen.[You have to find it out][It might take you years][But that's the only way to get the Taekwondo and the Boxing martial skills][Attention! Attention!!][Updating your profile...][50%, 75%, 100%]Strength: 25Speed: 30Shop: EmptyGrand System (GS) Points: 60"What would I use GS points for?"[You would know as time goes on][Your profile is increasable by completing the main and sub missions]Travis had no option but to put himself into the position of completing the second mission on time to increase the points.He then went to the Wesla company the next day to ask CEO Douglass how to get a rich girl to love him by hiding his identity.CEO Douglass looked at Travis after thinking for a while. "My brain can't just agree with the question. I can't have any reason to allow my daughter to marry a poor man. And there's nothing a rich girl would see in them. There's no way.""I fo
"It's a gift I am willing to offer. I'm very sorry if it is too little. But if you are still willing to give me something..." Travis kowtowed and raised his voice. "Please accept me to be a houseboy in your house."Rocco Morrison quickly distracted her by bringing a wrapped canvas and quickly unwrapped it. It was a big glinting imagine of the late Mr. MorrisonRocco was a grandson of the old Mrs. Morrison. He had received many awards from her because of his beautiful drawings.When Rocco learned that Mrs. Morrison had invited many special guests, he had spent several nights painting the pictures in other to impress the guests which could make him more famous.It was a big no for him to accept a poor young man from taking this rare position."Granny, this canvas is worth millions of dollars because the art tools I used are worth fifty million dollars. It would be good to consider my painting before giving this cheap drawing the picture of the day." Rocco pointed to the Travis's paper o
Travis felt betrayed, thinking CEO Douglass wanted to destroy his plan.Rocco was sad, not because CEO Douglass wanted him to contest with the poor young man. He often claims that he was born to compete, for he had never lost any artist competition.Rocco was sad because of the girl CEO Douglass pointed to. Stella was the last girl Rocco wanted to see on Earth.Many of Morrison's family hate her while some pretend they hate her because they don't want others to go against them.The only reason they couldn't send Stella away was because she was a member of Morrison's family."If not because of her," they would say often in a family meeting, "Rachel would still be alive."Yes, they lost their lovely Rachel when she was giving birth to Stella. As the manager of the Morrison company, Rachel Morrison brought improvement, promotion, and many connections to the family.And her absence from the family makes them lose many connections. And since the twenty-four years ago Rachel died, Mrs. Mor
Stella was observing Travis curiously. His hopeless face she saw at the beginning of the contest had brightened.And no one had ever looked at her the way he was doing. The more Travis looked at Stella, the more he felt like he had never seen her before. She is so beautiful. Rocco got tired of erasing so he permitted himself to complete drawing the head before the time ran out. He had faith in himself that whatever he drew today would be much better than what Travis would draw. When Liam saw that Rocco was restless, he raised his voice, "My son, concentrate. I promised to buy you that car tomorrow if you win."Rocco dropped the pencil, took the paper and tore it apart, asking for another clean paper. The lady behind him had already gone because she couldn't stand his hot temper. The lady behind Travis smiled and gave Rocco the new paper. She was having fun gazing at the elegant girl Travis was carefully drawing. She believed that Travis had already won, so there was no point in i
"I will start with Rocco drawing as usual," Mr. Williams said.The moment he collected Rocco's paper, he quickly held himself from laughing.Mr. Williams then raised the paper for everyone to see. The people at the back could see the image on the big screen hung on the wall.Liam sat quietly and lost enthusiasm and words to say.Rocco looked back to receive praises from his people but his smile fade off as he watched them watching him.Mr. Williams cleared his throat. "There's nothing needs to be said about this. It is what everyone could see clearly. But if I must say something, I would firstly appreciate the effort Rocco put in. It's good but doesn't resemble Stella Morrison."I had thought Rocco had the strength to bring Stella from his imagination since he didn't look her more than five times." Mr. Williams stopped as he tried hard to suppress his laughter from bursting out."Give me the paper he tore," Mr. William said to the lady who stayed behind Travis and she gave it to him.
[Attention! Attention!!][Sub-mission: Dance with Bella for ten minutes][Reward: 200 GS Points and 20 Strength]"Who's Bella?" Travis asked himself before turning back. Chloe and Bella stretched blank paper and pencils to him. And in their eyes, he could detect they were saying, "Choose me first."Travis just winked and said, "Who's Bella?"Bella was surprised. "How did you know my name?""Can we dance for fifteen minutes?" Travis offered his palm with a don't-you-mind sort of wink.And she accepted it, allowing him to take her to a space near the stage.Everyone marveled and applauded as Bella danced with Travis. Some appreciate Bella for dancing with the poor guy humbly.Some young couples even climbed the stages and danced while Rocco and his friends were gazing at Travis with hardened faces.Rocco had told them Bella was his crush, and they had been planning to woo her for him, but this poor rat dared to touch her wrist. WHAT THE FUCK!Rocco put down the fourth cup of red wine
After the ambulance drove the old Mrs. Morrison to the hospital, everyone wanted to follow. Mr. Williams humbly asked Rocco to drive Augustus, Travis, and Stella to the hospital. Rocco didn't want people to think he was still angry for losing the contest. He politely opened the doors of his car and then turned the key in the ignition.On their way to the hospital, Rocco detected Travis cross-legged beside Stella."You have no permission to cross-legged in my car. I owned this car and am not your driver. Is that clear?" Rocco looked back to see if Travis obeyed him."Don't worry about him, Roc. He won't do that again," Augustus said."This is the last time he would sit in my car and I will never drive him again. How could a beggar be comfortable sitting like a boss inside my car? The leather he sat on worth twenty of him-""Just do like you don't see him since he will never enter your car again. Face front. It is bad to lose focus when driving." Augustus cuts in."Don't tell me what
The grand system made Rocco slam on the brake near an open field and stirred him to say, "Get off my car. Your weight is slowing down my car."At least, he allowed them to get out of his car safely, Augustus was most thankful. And once they were out of his car, the grand system made Rocco speed back to the street. He was enjoying the movement of his hands and legs and how he was escaping from the police cars. He was enjoying the game until his car stalled and the door refused to open.Not until the police surround him, was when the grand system allowed the door to open by itself.Rocco could only cry, and could only surrender for the police to handcuff him.Don Amato was inside his mansion when his gangster made him watch the live news about Rocco being arrested. "The only way he can avoid my anger is to stay in prison forever," Don Amato said. "You guys should watch him closely. I want him here.""Okay, Don," they chorused.Augustus gave his daughter a piggyback as they walked to t