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Trillionaire's POV: Obtaining $10,000,000 per quest The plan
Santiago sat upright after hearing the words of Lucas, and his gaze fixed intently on the silver flash drive in his hand."What are you talking about? You know who hacked the account and stole my money?" he asked with a look of curiosity."No, not yet. But I think I know a person who knows the hacker," Lucas responded audibly. "And every one of the person’s details is right here in this flash," he added."And how are you so sure about this?" Santiago inquired."Well, let me explain everything to you," Lucas said, clearing his throat as he began. "These past few days, I’ve been working day in and day out to locate this hacker. I’ve been searching through every single bank account in the city. I was able to get into some accounts and check to see if they received a huge amount of money recently. Some, I was unable to break into because of the high-security codes protecting them. But so far, all I’ve been doing led to a dead end.""However, yesterday, while I was scrolling through Instàg
Trillionaire's POV: Obtaining $10,000,000 per quest He's no longer a trash
Mia emerged from the sleek black car, clad in a beautiful black dress. She was currently wearing a stunning white wig. At first, they didn’t notice Zed standing beside them. However, when Nick Campbell shifted his gaze toward him, recognition dawned."Oh? Who do we have here? The man of the moment," Nick Campbell stated. When Mia heard those words, she swiftly turned her head to face him. "I never thought I'd see you in a place like this.""Oh, yeah? And what is that supposed to mean?" Zed inquired, his expression indifferent."You always hated parties and gatherings. You also said you don’t drink alcohol because it dulls the senses. But here you are—in a club like this one," Nick Campbell remarked."I came here to get a drink and clear my head. I didn’t come here to party or have fun. And I also didn’t order any alcohol," Zed responded. "I hope you two enjoy your time here," he added, turning to face his car to step inside."I’m sure it just hurt," Nick Campbell spoke up before Zed c
Trillionaire's POV: Obtaining $10,000,000 per quest Betrayal
A sleek black car drove into an opulent compound.People were already gathered there in the compound to welcome the person that had just arrived. The air was thick with anticipation as the car came to a halt.The front seat door opened and a middle-aged man stepped outside and swiftly made his way to the passenger's seat.He pulled the door open and immediately bowed down his head as he waited patiently for the individual inside the car to step outside.A few moments later, a striking young man emerged from the car. The man seemed to be in his early twenties. Curly brown hair that was neatly combed, and he was clad in an expensive brown suit.The aura around the man was filled with confidence, as he stepped down from the car, noise erupted in the compound.Journalists and paparazzi swiftly made their way towards him, each and everyone of them eager to ask him some questions."Mr. Zed, it's so good to see you here. I heard you are finally done with the creation of your first automatic
Trillionaire's POV: Obtaining $10,000,000 per quest Golden finger
"You damn bastard!" Zed's voice echoed as he swung out his fist towards Mr. Damien. The fist traveled through the air at blinding speed, and before Mr. Damien could react, the fist connected neatly with his face and pushed him several steps backwards.The guards swiftly grabbed Zed's two arms, preventing him from sending out more attacks. Zed tried to break free but the guard's strength was overwhelming."You are finally showing your true colors, Zed. I was wondering when you'd stop pretending." Mr. Damien commented as he wiped the blood off his lips before shifting his gaze towards the bunch of reporters watching by the entrance."I'm sure by now you all already understand why I must fire him. I can't keep working with a lunatic. I mean, you suddenly attack someone for no reason at all?" Mr. Damien spoke audibly, and his gaze fixed on the reporters who were busy recording everything and jotting down some information."You liar! You stole from me and now you are making me look like th
Trillionaire's POV: Obtaining $10,000,000 per quest The system
A soft voice sounded in his his head and a blue holographic screen materialized in front of him.[Initializing Wealthy system]>[New user detected]>[Initiating deep Scan]>[The scan will last for a total of 48 hours][Please prepare yourself]Zed read through the notifications with a puzzled expression, and at the same time he struggled to keep the car moving and avoid crashing it."Wait, what the hell is this thing? And what does it mean by 'prepare yourself for the scan'" Zed blurted out, his gaze glued to the screen and his hands still gripping the wheel.Suddenly, Zed began to feel dizzy, and his eyes were closing by the second."What...the... hell... Is.. happening?" Zed muttered sluggishly, and finally he blacked out."""Zed's eyelids began to lift open as he slowly regained consciousness. After making sure he was fully awake, he sat upright and glanced at the place he found himself in."My room." He mused, his confusion palpable as he kept glancing around the place while rub
Trillionaire's POV: Obtaining $10,000,000 per quest Quest
Zed dismissed his thoughts and went straight into his bathroom to get showered and begin his search for a workshop. A few moments later he stepped out of the bathroom, the lower half of his body was wrapped in a white towel, and his whole body was drenched.He opened his wardrobe and glanced at the bunch of expensive clothes hanging in there. Zed earned a decent salary while working at the Eclipse industries, and he is the type of man who loves changing his wardrobe whenever he gets paid.He just loved new clothes, and now his wardrobe was filled up with expensive outfits, and there are still some stacked in boxes under his bed.Zed picked up a plain T-shirt and a black pants, and he swiftly wore it. Making sure everything was set he exited the mansion and began to head towards the agent that will direct him to a vacant building he could use as a workshop.Zed wasn't looking for a workshop that was huge and grand. The money he had in his account wouldn't afford such a place, so instea
Trillionaire's POV: Obtaining $10,000,000 per quest Stalker
Zed made his way back to his workshop to keep the items he had just bought and also clean up the place. Zed cleaned up the whole place, and in a few hours time the whole workshop was now sparkling clean.After cleaning it up he decided to leave and return tomorrow. There were a lot of things he had in his mind now that he just received a huge amount of money, and the first thing on that list was to change his wardrobe just like he does whenever he gets paid.As Zed walked toward the shopping mall, he couldn't help but ask the system all the questions that were bothering."What exactly are you?" Zed asked.[I am the Wealth and Fame building system, and I am here to help you become the number one in the whole universe]"Yeah, you told me that before. But what exactly are you? Who created you or why were you granted to me?" Zed asked, but the system remained mute, not wanting to disclose such information.[There are a lot you are yet to see, host. All you have to do is call out the Syste
Trillionaire's POV: Obtaining $10,000,000 per quest A bet with the trash
Zed stood there calmly after hearing the words of Mia, his hands casually tucked in his pockets, and his gaze fixed on Mia and her friends. The expression on his face was unreadable as he glanced at them.One of the security men walked towards Zed, his hulking figure dwarfing him instantly."Sir, I'm sorry but you have to leave now." The guard stated firmly."And why should I leave? I thought this mall was open to everyone?" Zed asked calmly, his gaze never leaving Mia."You're not a customer here, Zed, you're only a creepy stalker. You say you are not stalking me and you're only here to shop...tell me, how would a trash like you afford the goods that are sold here?!" Carol spat, her tone filled with disdain as she glared at Zed."She's right. You already lost your job in my father's company. We all know the Eclipse industries has been the one providing everything for you, and now that you have been fired you are a nobody. You are a now worthless trash!" Mia retorted."Is that what yo
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He's no longer a trash
Mia emerged from the sleek black car, clad in a beautiful black dress. She was currently wearing a stunning white wig. At first, they didn’t notice Zed standing beside them. However, when Nick Campbell shifted his gaze toward him, recognition dawned."Oh? Who do we have here? The man of the moment," Nick Campbell stated. When Mia heard those words, she swiftly turned her head to face him. "I never thought I'd see you in a place like this.""Oh, yeah? And what is that supposed to mean?" Zed inquired, his expression indifferent."You always hated parties and gatherings. You also said you don’t drink alcohol because it dulls the senses. But here you are—in a club like this one," Nick Campbell remarked."I came here to get a drink and clear my head. I didn’t come here to party or have fun. And I also didn’t order any alcohol," Zed responded. "I hope you two enjoy your time here," he added, turning to face his car to step inside."I’m sure it just hurt," Nick Campbell spoke up before Zed c
The plan
Santiago sat upright after hearing the words of Lucas, and his gaze fixed intently on the silver flash drive in his hand."What are you talking about? You know who hacked the account and stole my money?" he asked with a look of curiosity."No, not yet. But I think I know a person who knows the hacker," Lucas responded audibly. "And every one of the person’s details is right here in this flash," he added."And how are you so sure about this?" Santiago inquired."Well, let me explain everything to you," Lucas said, clearing his throat as he began. "These past few days, I’ve been working day in and day out to locate this hacker. I’ve been searching through every single bank account in the city. I was able to get into some accounts and check to see if they received a huge amount of money recently. Some, I was unable to break into because of the high-security codes protecting them. But so far, all I’ve been doing led to a dead end.""However, yesterday, while I was scrolling through Instàg
Golddiggers
"I know your type. You only chase after men with money. And when someone with more shows up? You jump ships without hesitation. You're not here because you care. You're here because I’m wealthier than him." He leaned forward slightly, his tone becoming colder. "You’re nothing but gold diggers. And quite frankly, a disgrace to this establishment."The women’s faces turned bright red with embarrassment. They lowered their heads, unable to meet his gaze.Zed reclined once again and reached for the bottle, pouring himself another glass. As he took a sip, he felt a soft vibration in his pocket.He placed the glass gently on the table and pulled out his phone. The screen displayed a name he didn’t expect.{{Unknown Caller ID}}Zed stared at it for a moment, puzzled. He almost ignored it—but something told him to answer.He slid a finger across the screen and brought the phone to his ear."Hello. Who’s this?" he asked coolly.A woman’s voice responded on the other end. Calm, confident, and u
Anger
"What? You can't do this, Kenneth! You know exactly who I am and what I'm capable of!" Derrick shouted as he was forcefully dragged out of the club by two towering security guards.The booming music in the club came to an abrupt stop. All eyes turned toward the scene as Derrick struggled against the guards’ iron grips. His movements were frantic, desperate to break free, but their strength was overwhelming. They carried him with ease, unbothered by his resistance.When they reached the main entrance, the guards swung the heavy doors open and tossed Derrick outside like a ragdoll. He hit the ground roughly, skidding slightly on the pavement before coming to a stop just outside the entrance.The doors slammed shut behind him before he could say another word.Derrick groaned and slowly picked himself up. He straightened his crumpled shirt, brushing dust from his sleeves as he cast a furious glance at the Samaritan Club building. His face was flushed bright red with rage, and his clenched
Who is he, some sort of big shot?
Hearing the words of Derrick, Zed bursted out in laughter. Derick watched as he laughed, and bjs face was bright red in anger."What's so funny?!" He spat, his tone laced with anger."I'm..sorry." Zed managed to mutter after having a good laugh. "So because I'm wearing a suit you assumed I went to search for a job?""Am I wrong? You are all sweaty, and you also look dirty. You don't look like someone who has a job already, and even if you do you are definitely earning peanuts." Derrick retorted while glaring at him in disdain.The reason why Zed was sweaty and dirty was because he spent all day in the company working on the car. He could easily ask his workers to do it, but with the system giving him instructions he couldn't just sit in his office. He had to be down there with them, and also work with them. Most times Zed simply tells his workers what to do while he sits in his office, but today he chose to get himself busy by working with them."Stop wasting my time! Just leave alrea
Paid for the seats
The office fell silent after Zed those words, and Amanda just stood there glancing at him. Zed ran his fingers through his hair and let out a sigh."Is there anything you'd like me to do for you? Should we report this to the police?" Amanda asked, breaking the silence."No, Amanda. We can't involve the police when we aren't fully sure if he was the one behind what happened." Zed responded. "We'll have to keep watching. I am going to increase the security in this company. The previous guards who were on duty last night will be punished, and I will hire more. What happened before must not repeat itself again." Zed bellowed before picking up his suit and wore it."Are you leaving?" Amanda inquired as Zed picked up his briefcase."Yeah. My work here is done." Zed responded. "I'll see you all tomorrow." He added as he began to walk away."Wait, sir. There's one more thing." Amanda spoke up, causing Zed to halt his steps and shifted his gaze towards her."What's the matter?" He asked calml
Back from prison
A sharp knock echoed from the door. Before Zed could even utter a word, the door slid open, and Amanda stepped inside with urgency in her stride and a troubled look in her eyes."I'm sorry for barging in, sir," she said, her voice low and hurried. "But there's something important I must tell you."Zed looked up from his watch, his brow furrowing slightly at the serious tone in her voice. There was a flicker of confusion in his expression."What's wrong?" he asked.Amanda advanced slowly, her heels clicking softly against the marble floor as she closed the distance between them. She came to a halt just a few paces away from where he stood."Two days ago… I heard news that Scar has returned to the city," she said, her voice barely above a whisper—but just loud enough for Zed to hear her clearly.Zed’s eyes widened slightly at the mention of that name. It had been years, but the moment Amanda uttered it, a rush of old memories flooded his mind. He remembered Scar.People had spoken of Sc
One week
The living room of Mr. Domenico fell into a deep, tense silence after he uttered those final words. Mrs. Anderson remained seated, her gaze fixed on him with a piercing curiosity. She took a slow sip of her wine, then lowered her glass and spoke with a knowing smirk."You're planning something, aren't you, homhey?" she asked, the corners of her lips curling upward.Mr. Domenico took a deliberate drag from his cigarette and exhaled a thick cloud of smoke that drifted lazily through the air. He leaned back into the plush cushions of his couch, casually crossing one leg over the other. His expression was calm, yet something dangerous simmered beneath it."I already gave him a chance to accept this deal peacefully," he said, his voice low and deliberate. "If he dares to say no—or offers some pitiful excuse—I’ll remind him that no one, and I mean no one, says no to a man like me. I’ll make him take back his words and do exactly what I asked of him."Mrs. Anderson raised an eyebrow, setting
Ruins
After what felt like an eternity, he finally pulled up in front of the towering glass structure of Platinum Industries. The sleek exterior gleamed under the morning sun, reflecting the busy cityscape around it. With a determined expression, he stepped out of the car, briefcase in hand, and strode purposefully toward the entrance, his footsteps echoing across the polished pavement.Zed pushed the large glass doors open with a firm hand. As soon as he stepped inside, the receptionist, Amanda Steele, hurried toward him with practiced urgency, her heels clicking sharply on the marble floor."Good morning, sir," she greeted respectfully, her voice brisk but courteous.Zed didn’t stop walking. His long strides were full of urgency."Morning, Amanda. Where's Steve? He called me earlier and said some people broke in last night. He said they didn’t steal anything—but whatever they did instead was far worse than theft," Zed bellowed, his tone clipped and impatient as Amanda struggled to keep pa
