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The Quintillionaire's spend-thrift system Fake Samaritan
Aria was immediately alarmed, quickly understanding their ploy. Throughout the time her father searched for her, he didn't paste her information on the news for fear that the kidnappers would decide to kill her in alarm.This can only mean one thing, the people masking as law enforcement agents are the criminals after them.They are trying to pose as good people to make the people who saw them around quickly share any information they might have, thinking they were helping a kidnap victim get rescued.But in actuality, they will be aiding them in hurting Aria and Anthony.Even the motel attendants and the man from the departmental store will start thinking deeply about it. Hell, they will probably call to share the information they have about Anthony.And in that moment, the only thing on Anthony's mind was that their current attire was no longer a safe camouflage as the old storekeeper will definitely describe it to the organization's spies in vivid details, sharing every little thin
The Quintillionaire's spend-thrift system Pride or life
Anthony smiled and caressed her new face, trying to straighten her pouty lips.It was definitely hard for someone that grew up being told how exceptionally beautiful she is, attracting gazes of admiration and jealousy. Because of her beauty and status, she was used to being the center of attraction wherever she was. Having to adjust to an average girl must have left a bad taste in the mouth of a proud and entitled princess like Aria Jensen."It doesn't matter what other people think about you. Deep down, you're still the same competent aristocrat, Aria Jensen. Your aura won't change, you remain the same to people that matter. And most importantly, I know, and remember how beautiful and alluring you are. Those that matter know you're beautiful, while the kidnappers will overlook you even if they stand before you, because of your seemingly average looks. I have thought long and hard on ways to keep you safe and whole, this is the only solution. They are searching relentlessly, you need
The Quintillionaire's spend-thrift system Like shriek the troll
Anthony forced himself to walk with a normal gait to avoid looking suspicious, following the magnetic pull of the other bracelet.He saw Aria before a counter arguing with the sales assistants who were obviously looking down at her.A huge scowl immediately appeared on Anthony's face as he realized that she had summoned him because of a mere misunderstanding, causing him to think that she was in danger.He bit his lips and forced his expression to normalize, before walking towards the counter."What's wrong, honey?" He whispered, pulling Aria close."These two trolls kept humiliating me, telling me to send back the items I picked, that I'm unable to pay for them. I provided my card to them and they said that classless, ugly idiots like me are not allowed in their store, making fun of me all through," Aria shrieked in an unfamiliar voice that frightened even Anthony himself."Such a handsome guy unluckily got glued to shriek the troll. They're obviously nouveau richés, forced to get ma
The Quintillionaire's spend-thrift system Meeting
Aria's face immediately turned into an ugly scowl, as they stared down at the girl."And when did hotels develop such an annoying rule? Or is it that you're just looking down at my husband and I?" Aria asked in her new, grating, shrew-like voice, making Anthony's eardrums vibrate uncomfortably, while the receptionist at the counter scowled at her."It's a new rule made to guard against criminals that will try to use our hotel as a place for asylum. So enter your fucking fingerprint," she said rudely, staring straight at Anthony."Excuse me? Do we remotely resemble any kind of criminal to you? You are the criminal!" Aria said angrily, her voice cracking."Don't mind her. Don't let it get to you, okay?" Anthony whispered, holding her hand."A troll and her impotent simp," she huffed, annoying Anthony."What did you just say to me?" Anthony growled angrily."You know what, the era of this hotel is over," Anthony said, picking up his phone."You got the video of the receptionist insulting
The Quintillionaire's spend-thrift system Narrow escape
The girl stared at him with trepidation, and he angrily dragged her close."I asked you to get the fingerprints of any couples, or anyone with black hair that comes to lodge in, not insult the high personalities that wanted to patronize our hotel. Just look what you've done, our hotel is all over social and news media, and all efforts to take it down had failed, showing how powerful that seemingly average couple was. You didn't merely insult them, you also poked at their weak spot. You mocked their inability to have a child, infuriating them the more. What do you think the organization will do to you?" He growled angrily."I didn't know that they were actually childless. I just said it on a whim, I didn't mean to mock them for their inability to have a child, I swear it. I don't even know them. How was I supposed to know that they were indeed barren?" She quickly pleaded, going down on her knees."But they think you do. They assume we are competitors that intentionally wanted to mock
The Quintillionaire's spend-thrift system Falling into a trap
Anthony drove furiously, noticing someone tailing him.He quickly crossed to another lane, just in time for the traffic light to change to red. However, the desperate pursuer continued after him, swerving dangerously as he overtook lots of cars. His actions made him swerve off track, bumping into school children trying to use the zebra crossing."Emma!" The older child shouted, quickly pulling the little girl whom the car hit with immediate speed.Other drivers immediately screamed out.The mad driver of the truck didn't stop after hitting a school child, he was going to run her over if her elder brother hadn't quickly pulled her back in horror, causing her to only lose one of her legs."You mad idiot!" Someone roared from their car, just in time for the driver to bump into another car at the intersection.Everyone present at that road immediately began to place calls to police stations and traffic personnelles, describing the truck, just as the truck was trying to pull back and conti
The Quintillionaire's spend-thrift system Modified spy team
Anthony immediately looked at the side mirror, not seeing anything, except the shadow."It's a spy helicopter. It has been following the both of you for a while, that was why I asked you to refer to her as your wife and keep up the play. The rotors and engines do not make a single sound, and its body was built with special radioactive materials that traps and filters sounds within a hundred meyer radius of it. It has been following you and filtering your words, but luckily, you obeyed and Aria played along confounding them," the system said, making Anthony's frown deepen as he pondered on the level of unimaginable technologies available to the heinous organization relentlessly going after them."Sweetheart, what are those? I'm so scared" Aria screamed, looking at the shadow looming over them.Anthony quickly grabbed her hand and wrote on her palm while driving."It's them, play along," Aria's eyes Immediately widened, her heart skipping a beat."I don't know either. But my intuition t
The Quintillionaire's spend-thrift system The ease of deception
"Could it be that he's a military personnel?" The pilot asked."No, his information was not found under special services. He seemingly came from a rich aristocratic family, funding some government research with his money," the spy said again, his voice coming throughout the microphone."Either way, we should not mess with him. He might not be a military personnel, but he has military dogs looking out for him. He has money and power, and most importantly, we don't recognize him. Even more is the fact that he didn't offend our organization. He was merely looking for a remote hotel where they can scream to their heart's content, only to bump into that fool. If we continue following him, it will attract another enemy to us. And his influence might cause the military to inconvenience us. His friend doesn't seem to be among the generals in our camp, so we shouldn't act rashly," one of the crew said."That's right, they had merely shared their experience and continued on their way. If we con
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Still my blood
Mo Lan’s pale, sweaty face was the first Aryan saw the moment he regained consciousness. A wide smile broke on his face as Mo Lan hugged him crying. “It's so good to finally see your face, the soul mate that lighted the beacon, guiding me out of darkness. Has the rest left the mystic lands?” Aryan whispered, rubbing his back. “Big brother, we have a lot to say to each other, but we only have two minutes left, let's go.” Anthony shouted, making him notice the other two. Anthony quickly carried up Aryan while Mo Lan grabbed Annabelle, quickly racing to the front porch. They met an open space craft, making them surprised. “Hurry up!” Sean shouted, coming out from the vehicle. “Why are you still here?” Aryan whispered in surprise. Anthony and Mo Lan staying back was no surprise due to their bond. But Kaiser and Sean staying back was a mystery. “How can we leave our brothers to weather storms alone? Lynda is leading the rest away. Ryan, Aria, Jasmine and Angel are in the other vehic
Leaving Paradise
“Has Mo Lan come out yet? It has already been a week. We have been asked to leave this place and we only have twelve hours left.” Anthony whispered, watching his watch. All of their luggages and things they consider important which didn't belong exclusively to the mystic lands have been packed up and arranged for take off. However, four people were visibly absent while others were ready to take off. But at least, everyone knew where two of them could be seen. Ryan was rushing his last minute cultivation while trying to condense demi god threshold. While Annabelle was upstairs in her room cultivating as if the urgent messages from the system had no relation to her. “I don't really know what's wrong with Mo Lan. He had disappeared to who knows where ever since last week when Annabelle broke into the demi god realm. Could it be that he got backlash while trying to help her breakthrough?” Sean asked with a frown. “It can't be that. If he was truly wounded, there was no way Annabelle wou
A Taste of the Forbidden
“Why do you keep avoiding my eyes? Look at me! I need you to pay attention if we're to succeed.” Mo Lan snapped impatiently, making Annabelle jump in fright. She had thought that Mo Lan would stalk away after she gave in to her baser instincts and slapped him. But surprisingly, he endured it and told her to get dressed. He had taken her to the mountain, explaining the principles of law formations and stopping at intervals on places with stronger law activities to cultivate and gain deeper understanding on the principles behind their formations and functions. When they got up the mountain, he had taken her on a hands-on combat training class, but she never seemed to fully concentrate, wondering why he was still helping her. “Fine, sit cross legged, let's start dual cultivation and attempt a breakthrough. But before then, I will set a formation around this mountain to prevent your aura and heavenly manifestations from reflecting when you eventually break through.”“Why are you so sur
Sneaky
It was exactly 12 a.m when Mo Lan creeped into Annabelle’s room again and locked the door. He had met Jasmine in the pool while cultivating earlier that evening leading to an unpleasant encounter. He had thought that everyone was still celebrating Ryan and left to cultivate after taking care of Aryan. He had packed the treasure’s milky drops that were collected in the container and replaced it with a new container after stashing away the initial one.Mo Lan had stripped down to his birthday suit and gotten into the pool, only to notice a movement. He teleported to the spot and caught Jasmine trying to crawl away. And all her tearful explanations about how she had been there before him couldn't save her from the tongue lashing he dosed out on her. After such an unpleasant experience, common sense dictates that he takes a bath and sleeps to unwind. But of course, Mo Lan had never been one to follow common sense. He had continued his bone crushing exercises to train, before going on to
Restored Dreams
The loud cheers he heard downstairs for dinner made him frown. Why were they cheering so much, even if someone broke through, what was the big deal about it? Weren't they breaking through every other day? Literally, since they arrived, there has been someone breaking through every three days or less. So why was this one special? Or has Anthony reached the god realm? That must be it! ‘Oh no, I forgot to tell him the matter about superior god laws. Breaking through in a lower realm ain't good, the space laws will encumber him the moment we leave here.’ Mo Lan muttered and quickly rushed down to the dining room where the commotion was coming from. Everyone was circling Ryan and Angel was jumping up and down. “Ryan, didn't I tell you to…” He began to say angrily, thinking that Ryan disobeyed him and used the treasures to keep forcing a breakthrough to the saint or demi god realm. “Big brother, big brother.” Ryan whispered in a tearful voice and threw himself into Mo Lan's arms, huggin
Rejected
Mo Lan went down on his knees before Annabelle the moment he came into the cultivation room. She was sitting cross legged, with eyes closed, churning the energy she received to incorporate it to her own body. Soon, the timer went off and the spiritual energy beams from the aura gathering formation receded. She opened her eyes and exhaled stale air filled with impurities. “Anna, come and eat. I made your favorite beef and chicken stew with rice. There is also a jug of immortal fruit juice to refresh your body and release more energy.” He whispered with a smile and knelt before her, setting out her meals. She smiled at him, watching him serve her. “Our Mo Lan now cooks dishes that are more tasty than mine. He's all grown up now.” She whispered, shutting her eyes as she savored the dishes. “Don't tempt me now. You won't like the results.” Mo Lan whispered, his voice deep as he watched her lick her lips. “You're the one misunderstanding my actions. Or do you plan to throw around the
A monster coming alive
“Ryan, come into the lab once you're done eating. It's time to repair your leg and get you new ones.” Anthony said, making Ryan's chopsticks halt halfway to his mouth. “Are you serious?” He whispered, his heartbeat accelerated at the thought that he could finally regain the use of both feet, instead of drifting around on one. “Of course, will this big brother lie to you? The drafts are ready and I spent all morning getting it ready before I went for the morning exercises. Besides, that treasure Mo Lan spoke about, I went to check it out last night and saw that a milky drop of liquid was forming at a point. So, I placed a collecting container in the space where it was meant to fall into. When I checked this morning, around two drops had dropped into the container. Although it's two drops, the life energy was incredibly thick and has the ability to regenerate body parts. Although I wanted to use it for Aryan, I think yours cannot wait. There are other methods to help Aryan, but thi
He has gotten sassy
“How come I have never seen Annabelle today? She's not even in her room. Has anyone seen her?” Anthony asked, walking into the dining room. He had just returned from the miracle pool where he went for his morning meditation and realized that Annabelle was still nowhere to be seen. “Who exactly do you expect to answer that question? If you don't know where she is, who should?” Mo Lan asked harshly, and walked past him carrying a heavy tray laden with various aromatic dishes. Anthony frowned and turned to him, looking surprised. “Mo Lan, you have been getting more and more sassy nowadays. Now you even talk back to me of all people; your big brother.” “Big brother, my ass. Have you seen how tired and sick she looks? Yet she fucking smiles for everyone. She's exhausted but wouldn't take a break till I offered to make the dishes for today. If you're going to turn her into a slave, working even when she's exhausted, then you shouldn't have made her believe that lie you told her. Y
Weird things to do
“Really? How come I never remember calling you mom? The only one I remember is in Seattle waiting for us since we left years ago. I can call you mom though, but that's under special conditions, with you in my arms. Mommy, I want some milk. Is it that kind of mommy?” He asked and bit his lips, enjoying her horrified expression. “Mo Lan, when did you get so rotten and raw? Who the fuck are you? Because the person before me ain't my Mo Lan. Mo. Lan, even if I'm too young to be your mother, you're still my son. You're the son of my heart.” Annabelle whispered, and took a step away from him “Really? Since you want to be my mom so bad, I agree. I also want to know what those step mother and son movies feel like in real life. We should experiment and see what it feels like to love someone you consider your son in a romantic way? Do you want to call me baby too? Mommy, if you're happy with that big dick brother of mine, I will keep my paws off you. But he leaves you lonely, horny, and feeli
