Miles yawned just after waking up from a long and refreshing sleep. He had no idea what had happened, but he remembered being on the surgical table and dozing off. He looked around the majestic room he found herself in and the comfortable white Master size bed.
The room was a bit dark so he decided that he will open the curtains and get some morning light in. That was when Miles got up from the bed and stood on his feet.
For a second, it felt normal, but as he walked towards the curtains, Miles remembered that he was supposed to be crippled! Miles looked at his legs and they were fine and healthy! He couldn't believe it, he could walk again!
He finally reached the windows and pulled the expensive, royal golden curtains and looked outside the window. It was a very bright morning.
From the height of his window, Miles could now see the entirety of the Kenter manor and even beyond which were hands and more mansions owned by the Kenters.
That was when Miles started to recollect everything that had happened the night before. From working a measly $30 salary paying job to being the heir to one of the most powerful and wealthiest empires. It was incredible.
[Good Morning, Young Lord Miles]
Miles was still admiring the view of wealth when a sudden synthetic, automated voice spoke to him.
Miles quickly spun around in search of who begat the voice, but no one was in the room with him. "Who said that?" Miles asked.
[I did, Young Lord Miles]
[And I am sorry for startling you]
Miles heart began to race as he took careful calculated steps. What was this robotic feminine voice? Was this a prank?
Miles stopped in his tracks when his eyes caught his reflection in the full wall mirror.
Wow! Miles couldn't help but explain to himself.
Was that him in the mirror?!
[Yes, that is you] The voice in his head replied to his thoughts.
Miles was so confused and stunned that he has to take off his shirt and take a closer look at his newfound build. He was fit and had an attractive masculine figure! He looked very healthy and fit! Even his face had a perfect jawline!
"What is happening?" Miles muttered his question.
[Completing Bond with host....
[70%......85%........99%.......100%]
[Bond Complete!]
Miles could only squeeze his face in utter confusion.
[We have completed our Bond, Young Lord]
[Would you like to view Details?]
Miles didn't know what to do, he only nodded his head, still astonished on his physicality.
Suddenly, a holographic screen that could only he seen by him appeared before his face. Miles almost found himself staggering backwards in surprise.
He slowly reached for the screen but his hand only passed through it.
:[Host= Miles Kenter]:
:[Titles= Heir to the Kenter Empire
Young Master Young Lord Master......:[Net worth= ∞ (Infinite) dollars]:
:[Potential= Extremely High]:
:[XP= 000]··/XP increases when host defeats a business adverssry/
:[TOD= 001] ·· /Top Over Defeat Points are granted occasionally to clear one stain of defeat on your name/
The screen disappeared and before Miles could fully wrap his head with what was going on, the voice came again.
[Welcome, host, Miles Kenter, Heir to the Kenter Empire]
[Welcome to the Ultimate Business System. This is the only system in the world, built by the Kenters. Once the host dies, this system ceases to exist]
[The Ultimate Business System is granted to you to be an unstoppable force in your business endeavour to take the Kenter Empire to great heights once again]
[The Ultimate Business System will grant you otherwordly knowledge making you unbeatable. And throw all your enemies to their knees]
[Points and Bonuses will be given to you after spending ruthlessly and making others jealous. This is what your Ultimate Business System is to help you accomplish]
[....]
[I have a list of your ally and a list of your adversaries]
[Chances are that we will crush them in our endeavour]
[The System advices that we get started]
Miles was still stunned. What the hell is going on? He asked himself. A system? Was this system responsible for his healed legs and his fit attractive body and face?
[Yes, I am responsible for that too, Young Lord]
Wow! Miles exclaimed. He cleared his throat while still looking at the mirror and decided to talk to the system.
"Hello," Miles said.
[Hello, Young Lord]
[Are you in dire need of any business or monetary information? Do ask]
Miles was astonished! What was this upgrade he just had in his life?!
Miles decided to test the system. He spun around and faced the room, his eyes darting to the objects around.
"System? What is the price of this Master bed?" Miles asked.
[loading....]
That same holographic screen appeared before his face again.
:[King Size Bed= 76inches wide and 80 inches long]:
:[Brand= Hästens]:
:[Price= $510,000]:
Wow! Miles exclaimed. Five hundred and ten dollars for just a bed?! Isn't that too much?!
[System will advice host to change his Perception of money if he wants to be successful with this system]
:[The most expensive item in the room is the painting on the wall]:
:[20 inches wide and 24 inches long]:
:[Price= $110,000,000]:
Before Miles could react to that numerous figures that was in his view, the system spoke again.
[Ding!]
[First Mission]
Before the System could continue, it was interrupted by a calm knock on the door. "Come in," Miles said. Bertram revealed himself yo the room. He had changed his suit into a royal blue with a red tie, looking magnificent just as the day before with his golden monocle hung to the eye.On entering the room, Bertram gave a warm smile, noticing Miles could stand and the Business System had indeed binded with him. He gave a deep bowwoth his legs together."Good Morning, Young Lord. How do you do?" Bertram inquired politely and Miles answered positively.To Miles's surprise, as soon as Bertram stood erect, his system box surfaced itself to his view alone.:[Name= Bertram]::[Titles= Butler to the High Matron—Butler to the Master—Chief of the Kenter Empire staff]:[Net worth= Privately Fixed]::[Potential= Has Maxed Potential]:Wow! Miles exclaimed. Will this happen when he looked at anyone?"The High Matron has called for you, Young Lord," Bertram said with another bow.Miles looked at hi
The little girl revealed herself.:[Name= Abigael Kenter]::[Titles= Adopted daughter of the High Matron- Little Lady of the Kenter Empire]::[Net worth= Not calculated- Aged 4]::[Potential= Extremely High]:The young girl greeted Miles with smiles and Miles got to realize that his mother was so lonely for a child that she had adopted one. That saddened him so much.The little munchkin told Miles her name even though his system had. "You are going to school?" He asked, noticing she had a beautiful school bag with her. The girl nodded happily.Miles pondered a little and offered that he will take her to school himself. And the girl was so happy, she hopped into Miles's arms as he lifted her off the floor and walked out of the room.Miles ordered Bertram to give him the most expensive car in the mansion and Bertram obediently acted.The black Bugatti sports car was parked in front of the mansion and Miles walked down the steps with Abigael carried on one arm. Miles tried to act like h
It was 10'oclock at night at the repair workshop in the 24-hour service station. The sound of clanking metal filled the air as the mechanics were finishing off some works for the day—two mechanics lay on creepers underneath some vehicles, focused on their work as closing hour drew nigh.A few others were discussing and cracking jokes like teenagers when they were actually grown up men. But one of them was at a corner, his mobile phone to his ear, hoping to get a response from who he was calling. This man was Miles Robson and he was trying to privatize his call away from his jeering colleagues. After a while and there was no response from the other end, Miles lowered the phone with a saddened face and tucked it into his overall pockets. His work mates had eager expressions, beckoning him to gist them on his conversation. But the look on Miles face could tell them that things wasn't going well.But Miles wasn't ready to give up. Today was the 2nd year anniversary of his marriage and h
As their truck approached the vehicle, Miles could see its red sleek color shimmering under the moonlight and he was certain whoever had his this Rolls-Royce was someone of a high caliber.Their truck halted just behind the car and his colleagues pilled out, picking up their working tools and equipments. However, as usual, Miles's head mechanic sent him to greet the owner of the car. This was because Miles had a high charisma and they used this to their advantage in getting more money from their customers.Miles who was beaming with joy, buttoned all buttons of his overall and adjusted himself as he approached the window of the driver's seat. He bent down formally with a friendly approach and peered into the front seat of the vehicle through the window that was lowered.Miles couldn't believe his eyes!There in the front seat sat a man devouring the lips of a woman in the passenger seat across him. And that woman was no other person than his wife, Layla! He could easily recognize her
Miles's Chief mechanic and the crew didn't hesitate to get to work and repair the quick issue with the car, leaving Miles to battle his problems."Layla, today is our 2nd year anniversary. And you're doing this to me?" Miles pleaded stepping forward to touch Layla's hand.Layla only drew away from Miles like he carried a virus. "2nd year what?!" Miles could hear ask irritatedly.Miles couldn't believe his wife didn't remember that two years ago today was when they became man and woman. He looked down at her fingers and noticed she didn't have her wedding ring on, she never did. It just occurred to Miles that Layla had already placed their marriage on the back burner and she was now throwing it at his face, expecting him to accept it.Miles put his hands into his overall and pulled out the $40 he had planned to buy a cake and a necklace with for what was meant to be their special night. "I was going to buy you a cake and a beautiful necklace, Layla," he said, displaying the $20 bills.
Miles was taken to the hospital by the police and his work colleagues. There he was told that his legs were crushed and it will be impossible for him to walk again.Miles weeped endlessly as he lay on the hospital bed, his mind racing with thoughts. The day that was supposed to be a blissful 2nd year anniversary for him turned out to be the day he got crippled. Miles thought about the hospital bills that he would never be able to pay off and the money he owed his best friend too. When Miles thought things couldn't get worse, the door to his hospital room he was in opened.To his surprise, his visitors were his wife and mother-in-law."Layla?" Miles could only whisper her name as he pushed himself to sit up.Layla didn't reply him, her face and that of her mother's were stern and unfriendly. Miles frowned when Elsa gave him a disgusted look and his frown even deepened when he noticed his sister-in-law, Clara coming into the room with his bags and belongings."Layla? I don't understand
Only a few minutes after the strange call, the door to his hospital room flung open. Miles looked at the door to see a group of men dressed in red suits and dark glasses pile into the room. Their faces were stark and serious as they alligned themselves to give way for a much older man in black suit. Miles's heart began to race as the troop of men filled the room with their domineering stature. He wanted to move away from them but his legs couldn't move, all he could do was stare.Miles thought that this was his end and Derek Ashton had sent his men to punish and kill him for fighting with the heir of the most reputable company in town. Miles could see their black pistols perfectly sheathed under the tailored suits.Miles expected the worse as the men moved their body, but instead, each of them dropped down to one knee in unison.Miles's eyes widened in surprise. What was happening? He had asked himself."Young Lord! The High Matron awaits your return," their voices spoke, reverberat
Miles was carefully loaded out of the car and into his wheelchair that he started to feel guilty of giving these men the trouble of carrying him. But to Miles endless surprise, the men carried him like it was an honor to do so before placing him in the wheelchair.Miles looked up at the towering flight of stairs that led up to the doors of the mansion. Miles couldn't believe he was in a place like this! He had to bend his neck over the headrest of the wheelchair to be able to see the roof of the mansion. He even glared around the compound that was large enough to contain six more similar buildings. There were more men in black suits while some in white suits, all wearing shades despite it was night time and positioned at different places of the manor. There were series of cars! Not only those that escorted him, but there were more cars. Miles noticed the mansion was a mixture of historic construction and modern upgrade. Even the wheelchair he was provided made a humming sound and s