2025-02-10 23:51:28Ariana took Charles around, showing him all the houses that were up for sale, including the priciest one on the list.
The moment Charles laid eyes on the place, he was hooked. It was an absolutely stunning high-rise with a breathtaking view of the river. After an hour of looking at different houses and getting all the price details from Ariana, they headed back to the lobby to talk things over. Ariana pulled out a chair for Charles, waiting for him to make a decision. "So, Mr. Charles, what do you think? Any house catch your eye?" she asked eagerly. "Yes," Charles said, nodding. "I want the high-rise." "You mean a single apartment in the high-rise, right?" Ariana asked, almost choking on her own words. "No, I mean the whole building. Is it still up for sale?" Ariana knew very well it was still available. But nobody had ever tried to buy the whole thing because of the outrageous price. "Sir, it's definitely for sale, but as I mentioned, it costs ten million dollars. A single apartment goes for five hundred thousand. Maybe you’d like to reconsider?" "Nope," Charles said firmly. "I want the whole building, and I’d like to pay for it today." Ariana stared at him, completely dumbfounded. She had expected him to go for one of the cheapest options, not the most expensive one. If he really bought the building, she would earn a huge commission and instantly rise in rank among the agents. But she still had trouble believing he could actually afford it. Of course, she didn't want to risk offending him and missing out on the chance to make a hundred thousand dollars in commission. "Sir, are you absolutely sure you want to buy the entire building?" she asked again. "I need to call the manager to confirm this." "Yes, I’m sure," Charles replied. "Alright, give me a moment," she said, rushing off to make the call. A few minutes later, she returned with the manager, Paul, who looked completely bewildered when he saw Charles. He clearly hadn’t expected him to be the one interested in buying the most expensive property in the area. "Mr. Charles, I’m Paul, the manager of Gold Gate Home’s main residential area. Ariana informed me that you’re interested in purchasing our most expensive property—the high-rise in Block 2. Is that correct?" "Yes, and I’d like to make the payment today," Charles said casually. Paul exchanged a glance with Ariana, both of them still struggling to process what was happening. By now, everyone in the lobby had tuned in to their conversation, curious to see how things would unfold. "And how would you like to make the payment, sir?" Paul asked cautiously. "I’ll use my card," Charles replied. Paul turned to Ariana. "Call the finance manager. She needs to confirm the transaction." Ariana nodded and quickly called for the finance manager, who arrived looking just as skeptical as everyone else. Holding their breath, the entire lobby watched as Charles handed over his card. The finance manager swiped it through the machine. The moment the machine beeped and displayed Payment Successful gasps filled the room. The finance manager’s jaw dropped. The entire lobby burst into shocked whispers. No one could believe what had just happened—not even Paul. "I… I can’t believe this. Congratulations, Mr. Charles," the finance manager finally managed to say, handing his card back. Ariana was just as stunned. After months of being mocked by her colleagues, she had just closed the biggest sale of her career. Her commission alone was enough to turn heads. Meanwhile, the other agents who had ignored and dismissed Charles were now mentally kicking themselves. If only they had given him the same attention Ariana had! Who would have thought that the guy in simple clothes was actually loaded? They watched in silent regret as Ariana basked in her success. She was now about to walk away with a hundred-thousand-dollar commission—all because they had judged too quickly. "Mr. Charles, please follow me to finalize the paperwork," Paul said, trying to maintain his composure. "Ariana, you should come as well. You’ll need to be recognized as his agent so you can receive your commission." The three of them left the lobby, while the other agents stared with envy as Ariana followed her client. "I’m glad Ariana convinced you to buy the high-rise. It’s our most beautiful property," Paul said, beaming. He was thrilled that the property had finally been sold. "She didn’t really have to convince me," Charles admitted. "I fell in love with the design the moment I saw it. But I do appreciate her professionalism, especially since everyone else ignored me the second I walked in." He flashed a smile at Ariana. Paul’s smile instantly vanished. "Wait, what?" he asked, visibly irritated. "Which agents disrespected you, sir? I want their names immediately." Before Charles could answer, Paul stormed out of his office and headed straight for the lobby. Ariana and Charles followed closely behind. "Point them out to me," Paul demanded. Charles calmly turned and pointed out each agent and salesman who had looked down on him earlier. The moment he did, they all turned pale with fear. "You mean to tell me that you all treated a potential buyer with disrespect?" Paul asked, his voice dangerously calm. "You thought you could just get away with this kind of behavior?" The guilty agents and salesmen instantly dropped to their knees, pleading. "Please, sir, forgive us!" one of them cried. "We had no idea he could afford any of the houses!" Paul shook his head in disappointment. "So you judge people based on how they look? Do you think every wealthy person in this city walks around flaunting their money?" "We are deeply sorry! Please don’t fire us!" Paul folded his arms. "Unfortunately, I can’t allow staff like you to remain in this organization. The three of you are officially fired. Leave the premises immediately, or I’ll have security escort you out." The dismissed agents wailed and begged for another chance, but Paul’s mind was made up. Right before Charles’ eyes, security guards arrived and led them out of the building. Charles watched in satisfaction. That was fast. "Mr. Charles, I sincerely apologize for what happened earlier," Paul said, turning back to him. "I hope this won’t affect your view of Gold Gate Home. Your keys and all necessary documents will be handed to you shortly, and Ariana will remain in contact for any assistance you need." "Thank you. So far, I’m happy with your service," Charles replied with a nod. Just then, something unexpected happened. A translucent screen suddenly popped up before Charles, flashing a message: [Mission completed. You have received 2 black card points.]
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What did you just say?" James asked, his face turning red as his hands trembled with anger. His eyes narrowed, and his jaw clenched tightly. "Charles, do you think you're some kind of big shot now?"His voice dripped with mockery, but beneath it was a hint of something else—frustration, maybe even fear.Charles remained calm, his posture relaxed as he looked James in the eye. "James, I'm not here for you," he said evenly. "I came to buy a car, and I suggest you do the same. I have more important things to do today than waste time on useless arguments."James scoffed loudly, shaking his head in disbelief. "Well, look who finally grew a backbone." His lips curled into a smirk. "Tell me, Charles, where did you get the money to buy a car? Did you steal it?"He crossed his arms and took a step closer, lowering his voice. "Stop pretending. We all know you're broke. No need to put on a fake show."James then shifted his attention to Alison, who stood beside Charles. His gaze raked over her,
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Listen, my dad can pay twice the price of this car! His phone is probably off because he's busy with work," James pleaded desperately with the manager."I'm sorry, but like I told you before, this car goes to the person who pays first," the manager replied, still holding Charles’s card, ready to complete the payment.James scoffed, glaring at Charles. "Don't sell this car to this guy! He's a scammer!" He waved his hands dramatically. "It's an insult that you're even considering selling to him. Do you even know who my father is? He can buy any car in this city! If you make this sale, you're making the worst mistake of your life!"The manager chuckled, completely unfazed. He had met many rich kids like James before—spoiled, entitled, and convinced that the world revolved around their last name.Everyone in the showroom held their breath as the manager swiped Charles’s card. James folded his arms, smirking. Any second now, the transaction would fail, and he’d finally get the chance to hu
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Charles patted James on the shoulder and smirked. "You know, you might want to consider getting a job instead of just sitting around, barking orders, and waiting for your dad to fix everything for you. It's embarrassing to be let down every time, isn't it? Time to step up and act like a real man."James shoved Charles' hand off him with a scowl. "Says the unwanted son who got thrown out of his own family. You should be grateful you're even standing here, breathing the same air as me."Charles sighed and shook his head. "You really haven’t changed, have you? I was actually trying to give you some solid advice, but you're too full of yourself to hear it. I'm not the same person you used to know, James."James let out a dry chuckle. "And I don't need advice from someone like you. You got lucky today, but trust me, that luck will run out. I don’t know what kind of act you’re pulling, but soon enough, everyone will see right through you."Realizing James would never listen, Charles shrugge
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