Vince Hutchinson: Rise To Wealth

Determination and Journey to Fame

CHAPTER THREE

"She is now mine! I no longer want to see you close to Camilla. You filthbag!" He extended his arm to punch once more, but the person holding him tightly stopped him. 

It was Camilla.

"Don't!" She muttered as she scowled at Vince and fixed her gaze on him. 

"Stop hitting him now. You will be render him dead by any blow given to him!" She spoke. 

Hudson stared back at him and laughed. Vince was indeed breathing heavily, and he lacked the strength to receive his powerful blow. He may faint at any moment from now. 

"Such a wuss!" 

Laughing, Hudson let go of his neck's hold. "I believed he could compete with me and fight me. What insolence?" He smiled while putting his arm around Camilla's waist.

"Darling, let's get your face treated!" While hissing at Vince, she gave him a warm kiss on the lips. 

"Sure, baby!" 

Vince felt hurt and disappointed as he regarded their receding form. Tears struggled to escape his eyes and fell on his cheeks. 

"You people will unquestionably pay for what you did to me. I'm sincere,nand by anyways I must get this money and fame." He muttered to himself while gritting his teeth. 

As he took a decent stance on the ground, he winced in agony and misery. His lips were cut, and he wiped the blood off of them.

He took a deep breath and turned to face his destination. "I have to get the cash!" 

[I am sorry]

He had a feminine voice, and he immediately recognized it as the system's. 

"You don't have to," he said, nodding his head. "I'm accustomed to experiencing all kinds of rejection, disappointment, and humiliation."

[I never anticipated your condition to be this bad. I'm not going to lie; I'm a little bit hurt.] 

He had a perplexed expression and was silent. "You do have emotions! If someone had told me that the System has feelings, I would never have believed them." 

[I'm AI! I was made that way. You really need to believe it. I hate it whenever I see my Host in pain.]

"So you can interact with someone! I never considered that." As he set out tonl Ms. Biggs' Fast Food, he said.

[Well, if I'm given the go-ahead, I do talk with my Host. Despite this, I never speak to my other hosts.

"Wow! I'm not your first, then?" he questioned. 

[Sure, before I met you, I worked with two great guys. But I subsequently came to resent them hosting me.] 

The brows of Vince furrowed. The question "What do you mean?" As he  progressed toward his destination, he questioned.

[Yes, they were good people who were impoverished just like you, but as soon as they became affluent, their personalities turned wicked.]

He felt bad and muttered.  "I'm sorry!"

[What!? You don't have to since fame and wealth influence people to do bad things.] 

 [They forgot so quickly that they had been rescued from the slum. I became enraged,  and immediately went into deactivation and left their body.] 

"So, how were you able to deactivate yourself from your previous Host?" He inquired out of curiosity. 

[I can't tell you that right now; that would be a talk for another day.]

"Hmm. You know I'm genuinely scared." He spoke. 

[Why? You don't have to. That's just my rules. If you follow suit, I'll just exit your body and search for another Host.]

"I won't do that ever!" He spoke, rubbing his knuckles softly. 

[I certainly hope so!] 

[I should give you some time to consider how to do your task]

When the system beeped, it immediately turned off. She seems to be getting a little weary of the chat, so Vince decided it would be best to let her rest. 

Vince noticed a rectangular billboard bearing the "Ms. Biggs' Fast Food" emblem. The distance to the location was no more than seven legspan. 

Vince came to a sudden stop as he fixed his eyes on the restaurant's emblem.  He sighed and exhibited a frazzled look. 

[Are you scared?]

He nodded as the system voice arose. "This is a difficult mission, but I'm going to complete it,"

"If it's to run away from there after eating, I will do it." 

"I don't give a damn about what  occurs later. I just have my eyes on the money."

[I'm unable to laugh! Determination! I adore that, but please get yourself killed.]

The system immediately boozed and fell quiet.  

"Let's finish this up for good," he said to himself. 

Before he could go more than three feet, a vehicle slammed into the restaurant garage, splattering mud all over his clothing. 

"What the heck!" While cursing, he looked at his already filthy clothing

In rage, Vince turned to face the woman who had already exited the automobile, but as his eyes landed on her, they were deceived, his mouth immediately widened. 

He had never before witnessed such beauty. the pinnacle of beauty. He gave her a hungry, surprised gaze while gazing at her. 

She was radiant in a strapless yellow gown that barely cover her knees. A beautiful woman with sumptuous curves and a worried expression. 

"Are you alright?" She seemed troubled as she fixed her attention on the young man in front of her. "I'm so sorry," she said.

"You shouldn't be concerned. I realize you're pressed for time."

"I would have destroyed your windscreen if you hadn't come begging."  He laughed. 

She said, "Then I would have no choice but to sue you," and they both started laughing. 

"What!?"

"You're gonna do that!" 

"Sure!" 

She waited for thirty seconds before speaking. "Once more, I'm sorry."  

"It means nothing! I accepted the apology!" The woman then grinned. 

A beautiful smile that might open any man's heart. 

"The way you enter the park is risky. Take cautious, Miss!"

"Oops! I'll do that the next time, but my prior hunger drove me to do that." She stated.

Vince gave her a beaming look as he regarded her. "You ought to eat; I'm good." He smiled. 

"But, are you all right?"

"Sure…But once we cross paths again, you will pay for this." 

The woman gave Vince a suspicious look as she assessed him, then she glanced down at the clothes he was wearing before responding to him. With a smile on her lips, she replies, "Sure, whatever you want, I'll pay." 

"Nice to meet you, Mr…"

He graciously grasped her outstretched hand while he called out, "Mr. Vince!" 

"Oh, Mr Vince! I'm Emma by name."

"It was nice to meet you, Emma! You ought to leave for lunch."

She tucked the strands of hair behind her ear and replied, "Sure." She gave him a quick smile before heading into the eatery.

Vince kept staring at her dwindling form as she walked into the restaurant, then he grinned. 

[Do you like her?]