“Your job is only to help me buy the things I need, remind my schedule, and do things related to my work. That's all," replied Jack.
“Th-that's all?” she asked.
Jack frowned, trying to analyze why Ashley looked so doubtful.
“All the work that is usually done by a personal assistant. I just need a lot of things that I would not be able to do alone now. I have a lot of agendas that I have to finish,” said Jack, starting to see Ashley's doubts. Of course, Ashley was very beautiful, she doubted a guy like Jack who might drag her into bed like other rich jerks. But Jack wasn't some goddamn Gordon Hawthorne. Jack just needs help from Ashley who looks smart and nimble. But, if Ashley wants to accompany him in bed, of course, Jack doesn't mind.
Ashley looked at Jack and realized that this one man might be different. She needed a lot of money for her sick mother and to send her little brother to school. A bigger salary is what she really needs. It would be a great loss if Ashley did not accept this golden opportunity.
"Alright Jack, I will do all my duties properly," said Ashley with sparkling eyes.
He smiled. Apparently, with money, it's easy to gain the trust of everyone including women. Jack could see the look in Ashley's eyes change when she found out Jack had a lot of money in his account. She hadn't treated him badly from the start, but to Jack now all women were the same. They only care about money. Ashley may not be much different from Suzzane. Jack just had to lure her with money and Ashley might actually end up in his bed voluntarily.
"Give me your account number, and I'll make your first bonus payment," Jack said.
“Bo-bonus?”
Ashley still couldn't believe what she was hearing and the good luck that had just come her way. She gave her account number and within minutes, five thousand dollars was in her account.
“Sir, this bonus… I haven't even started work yet,” Ashley said with an awed face.
"Then my business here is done. Ashley, take care of all my new mansion certificates, and company title deeds, and send someone over to make sure my mansion is ready for tonight. Then, you come with me. There are many things for you to take care of,” Jack said with a smile.
His life as a rich man starts now. Jack came out of the bank in his shabby clothes. He was tired of being looked down upon by people just because of the way he dressed.
"Ashley, I need lots of new clothes, a car, and of course a nice warm bath," Jack said.
“There's a fancy spa nearby and one of my friends works there. I can book it for you. Meanwhile, I'll buy a change of clothes at the fancy dress shop next door. How about that, Jack?" she asked.
"Great idea. Let's do that," said Jack.
In his entire life, Jack had never pampered himself at a spa. He wanted to know how it felt. Now he has a luxurious house, which is not inferior to the house belonging to the jerk Hawthorne Family, he will also buy a luxury car after this. The next thing Jack wants is revenge! No one should ever look down on him again after this. He will also help everyone who deserves his help so that there will be no more pathetic Jack Ashworth.
[Be careful, grudges can result in bad deeds. Your points will decrease drastically, user Jack Ashworth.]
A system notification suddenly popped up, making Jack think that the system really could read his mind. It was a little uncomfortable, but right now Jack didn't care. He would not let this extraordinary system out of his life.
Ashley hailed a taxi and they immediately got into a taxi. The taxi driver seemed a little bothered to see Jack's clothes dirty and probably soiled his car seat, but Jack immediately offered three times the taxi fare and paid for it in advance, so the taxi driver let him in. In a few minutes, they arrived in front of a luxurious spa.
"Don't worry, Jack. I've already informed them of your arrival, so there won't be any problems here,” Ashley said with a smile.
"Nice job, Ashley," Jack replied. He was tired of all the drama he had all day long just because he was dressed shabby and dirty.
"Mr. Ashworth, welcome to our spa," greeted a spa staff friendly as they entered the premises.
Jack smiled and nodded in response. He felt glad that Ashley had taken care of everything beforehand. The two of them followed the spa staff to a comfortable private room to start the treatment session.
"Then, excuse me Jack. I will buy a change of clothes for you right now," said Ashley asking for permission before Jack entered the treatment room.
"Go. Buy a nice suit, shoes, and watch. Use my card,” said Jack as he handed his card to Ashley.
"Alright."
Ashley left quickly after receiving the card from Jack. She had to do her new job well. Inside the room, Jack took off his shabby, blood-stained clothes. He was nervous and excited about his first spa experience.
He then got into the bathtub that had been prepared for him. Jack took a warm bath with scented bubbles and rose petals sprinkled in it. It really is like a dream. He enjoyed it for quite a while, but he couldn't wait to do another treatment, so he finished his bath and rinsed his whole body.
Jack looked at himself clean in the mirror, he looked so much better but still, he wanted to look even better so no one would insult him. He opened the system screen.
[Welcome back, user Jack Ashworth.]
"I want to exchange my money back to points and use it to maximize my physical appearance, is that possible?" he asked.
[Of course. Exchange 1 million dollars for 1 point, and use it for your appearance. Try to see the result.]
"Okay, I trade one million dollar for one point, and use it for my physical appearance," said Jack.
[Points have been successfully exchanged. The transformation begins.]
Jack felt a tremendous flow of energy flowing through his body. Gradually, he could watch all the muscles in his body expand. Now his body is like a statue of a Greek God. Jack stared at himself in the mirror. His face remains the same but his skin looks much fresher, brighter, and cared for. Even his hair was much softer and shinier than before. Jack was indeed born with a handsome face and a good physique, but now Jack is much more handsome than before.
"Extraordinary!"
[Is there anything else you want? Your money are still available to be exchanged for anything you want, user Jack Ashworth.]“Nothing for now. Thank you," replied Jack.[No need to thank. All the facilities present in this system are yours.]The transparent screen then disappeared from Jack's presence. Jack smiled at himself and quickly came out of the bathroom wearing the soft kimono that had been provided for him.“Mr. Ashworth, please follow me for skin treatment and massage,” said one of the therapists.The woman couldn't hide her admiration for Jack, her face even blushed. Jack nodded and followed the woman into one of the rooms that had been prepared. All the way to the room, Jack felt many eyes staring at him. Little did he know that rumors about him were already spreading. There is a mysterious man who bought a real estate office on the spur of the moment.Jack finally arrived at the massage and facial room. A female therapist is ready inside. However, both Jack and the woman
Suzzane looked at Jack and a beautiful woman looked at each other with a smile. She crumpled the hem of her shirt as she snorted. She couldn't restrain her footsteps from approaching Jack and the beautiful woman. Suzzane can't let Jack have fun over her misery.“Jack!” she exclaimed.Both Jack and Ashley were a little taken aback by it. From the appearance of Suzzane who had changed into ripped jeans and a tank top, as well as her eyes that were red from crying, Jack could already guess that Suzzane had been fired. Jack didn't answer, he just stared at Suzzane with a sharp gaze and a slight crooked smile, making Suzzane even more annoyed.“I lost my job because of you!” cried Suzzane as she brought her index finger closer to Jack's face.Jack brushed off Suzzane's forefinger while pushing her slightly, making her take a few steps back."Keep your filthy finger out of my sight you slut," Jack said in a low, calm tone. This made Suzzane even angrier.“You call me slut? Then what about y
"What's wrong Harry?" asked the person on the other end of the line once the call was connected.“Mr. Cowell, someone wants to buy the limited edition Lamborghini, but he insists on using it for today. He is willing to pay more to speed up the process," Harry replied.“That limited edition Lambo is only one in Lumina City and it is in our showroom. The papers can be processed if he pays an extra fee. I don’t think he wanted to do that since it will cost a lot,” Jamie answered."He is willing to pay any amount, Sir."“Tell him he can buy the car and drive it today for an extra five hundred thousand dollars. Oh yeah, what's his name? I know all the rich families in Lumina City. Why didn't he just contact me directly? Is that Louis Lerroy? Jordan Mitchel? Or Gordon Hawthorne? Yesterday Gordon asked about the car," Jamie asked curiously."No sir. None of them. His name is Jack Ashworth," Harry replied.“Ashworth? Did you hear right? I never heard that name before. Just make sure he's not
“I'm sorry, Mister Ashworth. I didn't mean to offend you at all. Tell you what, I'm having a birthday party this weekend. If you are willing, I look forward to welcoming you, Mr. Ashworth," said Jamie, handing over his invitation card.The invitation card was a golden envelope with a matching card inside. The smell of roses and the texture of the card show how expensive the invitation card is."I'll consider it," Jack said as he put the card in his pocket.Jack didn't want to seem too excited, so he purposely didn't say right away that he was willing to come. Jack knew who to invite to the event, of course, there would be the Hawthornes."Mr. Ashworth, your car is ready for use," said Harry, handing all the files and also the car keys into Jack's hands.“If there's nothing else you want to talk about, I'll be leaving now. I still have a lot of things to do,” Jack said to Jamie.“Of course, Mister Ashworth. I'm not going to hold you any longer,” Jamie replied, getting to his feet with
“Welcome, Mr. Hawthorne. What can we help you with today?” greeted a waiter kindly when Gordon Hawthorne came.He was not alone, of course, Suzzane stuck beside him. Ashley rolled her eyes at Suzzane, she knew there would be more commotion after this. Jack, on the other hand, smiled faintly at the arrival of Gordon and Suzzane, but he did not move from his sofa.As Jack had expected, Gordon immediately looked at Jack. His eyes widened to see Jack in an expensive suit and served directly by the store manager."You see? I'm not lying or hallucinating," said Suzzane.Gordon immediately approached with jerky steps because he felt very annoyed and also curious."What are you doing here, Jack?" he asked."Do I know you?" asked Jack calmly as he took a sip of his coffee.Gordon widened his eyes, unable to believe what he was hearing. The man in front of him was Jack Ashworth. A useless person who should have died. In fact, no one NoJack didn't show up at the Hawthorne house for work the next
Jack deliberately smiled with a mocking look, making Gordon feel even more irritated. "How dare you!" cried Gordon as he was about to approach Jack. If the security had not restrained him, he would have punched Jack in the jaw. Now Jack rose to his feet calmly and looked at Gordon. He maintained his mocking smile, much to Gordon's utter annoyance and humiliation. During his life, Gordon was never expelled from anywhere. "Why? Want to hit me?” asked Jack as he walked over to Gordon who was still being held by the two security guards. “Damn you useless servant boy! You are just like your mother, equally useless!” he exclaimed. Jack couldn't hold himself back any longer. He punched Gordon in the face so hard that everyone was shocked. Gordon fell and broke one of his teeth. Blood came out of his mouth and dripped onto the granite floor of the shop. Everyone panicked and security started helping Gordon up. They also tried to restrain Jack's body, but they didn't have to because Jack h
Ten minutes later, Jack and Ashley arrived at Jack's new mansion. The gate opens automatically by simply pressing the button on the house key held by Jack. Ashley seems to have proved his professionalism. The mansion is really neat and well-maintained. Several servants were ready at the door of the house when they realized that their master had come. So it's true, if there is money, everything can be prepared immediately.Jack couldn't hide his pleasure, he smiled as his luxury car was parked right in front of his magnificent house. The beautiful garden that he walked through at the front of the mansion was decorated with neatly trimmed grass and trees, as well as beautiful flowers. There is a fountain with an angel statue in the middle. Everything was exactly as he had seen in the catalog.“Welcome, Mister Ashworth. I am Harrold Langton, the butler who will serve you," said a middle-aged man who stood at the very front.He looks very friendly and professional. His white hair was neat
[Good luck.]After the system said that last sentence, Jack had second thoughts. If this wasn't all a dream, then where did this system come from and who gave it to him? Is all this just a coincidence? Jack is like winning the lottery.“System, who gave you to me? Why did I get this luck?” he asked finally.[Classified.]Jack snorted softly at that. He decided to rest first and wait for dinner time to arrive. Unknowingly he fell asleep in the soft bed. At first, Jack was fast asleep, but suddenly he heard a beep sound repeating. Jack opened his eyes and he realized that he was not in his luxurious room, but in a dark and strong smelling place.Jack immediately realized he was in a narrow alley behind the Hawthorne house. It was the place he had almost been beaten to death the last time. Jack was lying on the ground covered in wounds. He was confused why he could be in this place again? Was he waking up from a dream and all the wealth he just got was just a hallucination?Jack slowly s
As the smoke began to dissipate, revealing the chaos of the decimated lab, Jack's enhanced vision honed in on Patrick, a formidable figure even in his wounded state. Blood trickled down Patrick's forehead, mixing with the grim determination and seething anger in his eyes. His breath came in ragged gasps, a testament to the intensity of their struggle."You think you can defeat me like this?" Patrick's voice reverberated through the chamber, his words dripping with contempt as he advanced towards Jack. "I won't let you win, Jack!"With a sudden burst of speed, Patrick lunged forward, his armored form hurtling towards Jack with frightening velocity. Jack barely had time to react, his instincts kicking in as he braced himself for the impact.The clash was thunderous, the force of Patrick's charge slamming into Jack like a battering ram. They grappled fiercely, each trying to gain the upper hand in the brutal melee. Jack's muscles strained against the weight of Patrick's armor, his mind r
Jack's situation was dire. He lay on the cold floor, pain radiating through his body, Ashley's bloodied form just out of reach. His vision blurred and darkened at the edges, but he wasn't ready to give up. He knew he had one last trick up his sleeve.With a barely noticeable movement, he activated the communication implant Jill had embedded in his arm. It was a last-resort device, meant for emergencies only. Jack whispered urgently, his voice barely a breath, "Jill, now!"Even though it looked like he was talking to himself, he knew Jill was listening. His eyes briefly met Patrick's smug gaze before he summoned all his remaining strength. With a sudden, almost inhuman burst of energy, Jack leaped high into the air, his body propelled by the advanced tech Jill had provided.He soared upwards, smashing through the ceiling and creating a gaping hole. Dust and debris rained down as the astonished guards and Patrick stared up, their expressions a mix of shock and disbelief. The room fell s
Patrick, sensing a slight tremor of control slipping from his grasp, attempted to regain his dominance with a sneer. "You think you're clever, don't you, Jack?" he jeered, his voice echoing off the cold, stone walls of the lair. "But you're just bluffing. We both know what happened the last time you tried to fight alone. You lost, and you lost badly. Look around you. My men guard every corner of this place with the highest vigilance. There's no help coming from Jill or anyone else. You think you can fool me? I anticipated your move, and I've made sure it won't happen."Jack's jaw tightened, his eyes narrowing as he fixed Patrick with a steely glare. "You talk too much, Patrick," he retorted, a smirk playing at the corners of his lips. His confidence was unwavering, a stark contrast to the villain's bluster.Without another word, Jack launched himself into action with a burst of explosive energy. His movements were a blur, honed by years of training and battle-hardened experience. He b
As Jack's cries of anguish reverberated through the glass chamber, something within him snapped. A surge of adrenaline and sheer willpower coursed through his veins. His eyes, still wet with tears, hardened with a new determination. He strained against the metal restraints with every ounce of strength he possessed, the cords of his muscles standing out in stark relief against his skin.The glass walls seemed to close in on him, but Jack refused to accept defeat. With a roar of pure rage, he wrenched his arm free from one of the metal bindings, the steel groaning under the force of his fury. The other restraints seemed to tighten in response, but Jack was beyond pain now. He tore at the remaining bonds, his breath coming in ragged gasps.The guards outside the chamber stared in shock, their initial disbelief giving way to alarm. The sight of Jack breaking free sent a wave of panic through them."What's happening?" one of the guards shouted, his voice tinged with fear.Patrick's smug ex
Jack watched intently as the guards began to unfasten the restraints binding Ashley to the chair. Every movement seemed to drag in slow motion, his heart hammering in his chest. Despite her weakened state, Ashley managed to shake her head weakly, her voice a mere whisper, carrying the weight of her desperation. "No, Jack," she pleaded, her eyes wide and glistening with tears. "Please, just go. Leave me."Jack’s determination was unshakeable. He shook his head firmly, his jaw set in a hard line. "Ashley, you have to go now," he insisted, his voice steady and resolute, cutting through the tense atmosphere like a blade. He knew there was no other option if she were to have any chance at freedom.Ashley remained in the iron grip of the guards, her strength all but spent. Her eyes, though filled with despair, still bore into Jack’s with a silent plea, a plea he could not heed. She understood the depth of his resolve but felt the crushing weight of helplessness. Her body slumped slightly as
As Jack was escorted further into the heart of The Golden Apple's new stronghold, the dimly lit corridors seemed to close in around him, suffocating him with their oppressive atmosphere. The guards flanked him on either side, their eyes boring into him with a mixture of suspicion and contempt.Patrick stood at the end of the hallway, his presence commanding and his demeanor oozing with arrogance. His arms were crossed over his chest, and a smug smirk played at the corners of his lips as Jack was brought before him."Well, well, if it isn't our obedient little errand boy," Patrick sneered, his voice laced with disdain as he regarded Jack. "Coming here unarmed, all for the sake of the traitor who betrayed you. How noble of you, Jack."Jack's fists clenched at his sides, his nails digging into his palms as he struggled to contain his rising anger. He knew Patrick was trying to provoke him, but he refused to take the bait. Instead, he focused on the urgency of the situation at hand."Wher
As Ashley teetered on the brink of consciousness, her senses dulled by the relentless onslaught of pain and exhaustion, she felt as though she were adrift in a sea of torment. Every breath was a struggle, each heartbeat a painful reminder of the ordeal she had endured. Her body felt heavy, weighed down by the bruises that marred her skin and the ache that permeated every fiber of her being.The dim light in the room seemed to flicker and dance before her eyes, casting eerie shadows that danced across the walls like specters of her own despair. The air was thick with the scent of sweat and blood, mingling with the metallic tang of fear that clung to her like a suffocating shroud.The henchman of Patrick's approached with an air of calculated menace, his footsteps echoing ominously in the dimly lit room. Ashley strained to lift her head, her muscles protesting against the effort as she braced herself for whatever news he bore.With a glance over his shoulder to ensure they were alone, t
Jack's heart skipped a beat as his phone vibrated, signaling an incoming message. With a sense of urgency, he glanced at the screen, his eyes widening in shock at the sight before him. It was a video, sent from an unknown number, and as Jack tapped to play it, his blood ran cold.The video opened to a chilling scene. A dimly lit room filled the screen, casting long shadows that danced across the walls. In the center of the frame sat a wooden chair, its surface worn and weathered, and bound to it was Ashley. Her hands were tied behind her back, and her eyes were filled with a mixture of fear and defiance.“Ashley?” Jack breathed, his voice barely a whisper as he struggled to comprehend the gravity of the situation.“What? What happened?” Jill's voice crackled with concern, her eyes widening as she leaned in closer to see the screen of Jack's phone.For a moment, Jack's mind reeled in disbelief. It took several seconds for the reality of the situation to sink in—that the woman in the vi
The soft hum of machinery filled the air as Jack slowly emerged from his slumber, the gentle rhythm of Jill's movements resonating in the laboratory. Blinking away the remnants of sleep, he turned his gaze towards Jill, who was already engrossed in her work, her movements fluid and purposeful."Rise and shine, sleepyhead. It's time for you to join the land of the living," Jill greeted him with a playful smirk, her eyes sparkling with determination. "I need your help with some brainstorming."Jack yawned and stretched, feeling the weight of the impending tasks settling upon him like a heavy cloak. "What's the plan?" he asked, his voice still tinged with drowsiness as he sat up and gave Jill his full attention.Jill's eyes gleamed with determination as she launched into an explanation of the necessity for a tracker device that could evade detection by their adversaries. "Jack, we need a failsafe in case things go south. We can't risk you getting caught or lost in the chaos," she began,