Inside the opulent and exclusive motel, I found myself seated at a chair, the telephone resting on the table before me. With a sense of purpose, I retrieved Lewis's business card from my wallet – he was the accountant of Dave. I dialed Lewis's number, the anticipation stirring in my chest. “Hello, Mr. Lewis. This is Alex speaking,” I said, my voice steady as he answered.“Mr. Alex, what can I assist you with?” came his polite, measured reply.I leaned closer to the phone, lowering my voice. “It's about a gambling den, one controlled by the military. It's hidden on the third floor of an abandoned building near the slums. Are you familiar?”“Yes, I am aware of it,” he confirmed.I glanced over at Claire, her gaze locked onto mine, filled with a mix of hope and anxiety. “It's about my sister,” I continued, my voice laced with concern. “She's recently divorced, but her ex-husband has stolen everything – her money, jewelry, even the house certificate, and gambled it away in that den. She's
As we dined, Claire peppered me with questions, her curiosity evident. I skillfully navigated around the more personal inquiries, maintaining an air of mystery. With each sip of red wine, her cheeks flushed a deeper shade, lending her an air of vulnerability."Alex, do you know you're really handsome and mature? I can't quite guess your age. You seem young, yet so much more mature than me," she remarked, a playful tone in her voice.I responded with a laugh and a playful wink. "Well, secrets make a man, man. Don't they?"Her gaze lingered on me, a mixture of admiration and something more profound. "It's like you're the prince charming from a fairy tale, come to rescue a damsel in distress," she giggled, her eyes twinkling.[You have earned the title 'Prince Charming'. Equipping this title will increase your charm by 100% and potentially double the affection women feel towards you.]Intrigued by this sudden notification, I thought to myself, 'How do I equip this title?'[Just command.]
[ Sex Ability Related Reward:Upgrade Your Version 2 Analytic Eyes. Yes or No?]‘Yes,’ I confirmed.[Version 2 Analytic Eye Upgrade Initiated.]As the upgrade activated, an unexpected sharp pain shot through my head.[Now you can determine whether the woman is a virgin or has already slept with how many people.]I was shocked while reading about the new ability, widely considered as the most desired by men. "Is knowing about someone's virginity and their past relationships genuinely important? Shouldn't feelings matter more than physical attributes?" I pondered, critical of the stereotypical nature of this ability.I am certainly not that kind of man!However, since I possess this ability, I intend to use it wisely. Refusing it is not an option for me."Are you certain about wanting to purchase my house?" Claire asked, her eyes locking onto mine, a blend of curiosity and uncertainty in her gaze. It was clear her eyes were seeking an answer as she continued, "It's an old house, passed
“What's happening?” I gasped, a surge of shock coursing through me. Yet, with a sense of urgency, I began starting my car, readying it to move out. Celeste, with her distinctively childish face, yelled in a high-pitched tone, “They want to collect everyone and sing a song for us! We must go now!” Through the window, I could see people starting to rush out from the door, their faces etched with a mix of excitement and haste.“You are totally right, we need to run now!” I agreed, my voice laced with a newfound determination. I skillfully maneuvered the car out of the parking lot and onto the road, even as people yelled at us, their voices fading into the cacophony of the bustling street.Celeste was laughing hard, her laughter ringing like bells in the confined space of the car. It was a sound filled with innocence and glee, untouched by the worries of the world. Then, a screen appeared in front of me.[You are participating in preserving an orphanage for a better future. They will find
I drove my car to one of the finest malls in my city.Strolling past each shop within the mall, I was on the lookout for a location to buy cellphones. It was markedly different in 2010 when nearly every nook of the mall was adorned with cellphones. Some malls were even exclusively dedicated to laptops and cellphones. The need to establish my own company and import every cellphone and its components to this country became apparent.Especially in the near future, Chinese products will become prevalent. They are remarkably inexpensive but have a short lifespan. They experience a brief surge in popularity, only to suddenly vanish and reemerge with entirely different products.However, soon, Apple, Samsung, and other products will dominate. I must leverage this information to construct my business empire, achieve a monopoly, and secure my position at the pinnacle of Forbes.In the heart of the mall, my eyes caught the allure of a luxurious cellphone store. Inside, there were five saleswome
Inside the car, driving back to the rehabilitation center, I was thinking that even in my past life, I never used money this extravagantly, giving tips of $300. It would truly cause a significant financial strain and heartache.In the past, I learned from my mentor, "Rich people never buy what they want; they only buy what they need, because desires are limitless, but needs are limited." I faithfully followed this motto, which made me frugal and limited my indulgences.However, in my later years, I met another extremely wealthy individual who told me, "You can spend as much money as you want; it's part of life to find happiness, but you need to ensure you earn more than you spend. Work smart."In simple terms, It's not the act of spending money that's the problem; it's the speed at which you accumulate it that matters. That became my latest motto.I reached the rehabilitation center and walked to Victoria's room, passing through the garden. If there's one thing that remains consistent
"Alright," I murmured. It was a really big and old house. No wonder she got scared."Thank you, brother," She climbed onto the bed, its sheets whispering softly in the quiet room. The dim light from the bedside lamp cast a warm glow on her face, revealing a mix of comfort and lingering unease."Good night, Celeste. You sleep first, I still have something to do." My fingers danced across the phone's screen, sending a message to Rachel, inquiring if she'd be interested in working with me for twice her current salary. She could help me with a range of tasks, including potentially serving as my private secretary."Good night, brother." Celeste nestled into the bed, her body relaxing as she found a cozy position. The room filled with the gentle sound of her breathing, a rhythm of peace in the vast house.Turning my attention away, I checked my system, something I hadn't done in a long while. The display flickered to life, revealing my karma balance.[Negative karma: -8,712,500]In the rece
"I'll start working with you tomorrow," the text from Rachel read.After sending her my address, I set my phone aside and gazed at Celeste, who was sleeping peacefully beside me. She possessed a lovely face, but she appeared excessively thin for her age. Perhaps she wasn't getting the right nutrition. I had to ensure that I took the best care of her going forward.As for Victoria, I inquired with a staff member, and it was confirmed that she was battling cancer. However, no one knew the extent of her remaining time, and the team was putting in their utmost effort to support her due to the complexity of her situation.I learned from a more senior staff member that Victoria used to be a model when she was young but had fallen victim to drugs and lost everything. It was no surprise that Celeste was also stunning.Lying beside Celeste, I drifted into a restful sleep, preparing for the busy day ahead.***The tranquility of the early morning was shattered by the sound of loud banging at th