The Trillionaire’s Rise: Powered by a System Ring
For five years, Rendi Martin gave his fiancée everything. His house, his apartment, and five companies, all signed over to Evelyn.
On their wedding day, Evelyn took off her ring in front of hundreds of guests.
“My role is over.”
She never loved him. From the start, she belonged to Alex Wijaya, Rendi’s business rival of ten years. The board had been bought, and the guests filmed every second. In one day, the richest man in Hakward City lost his fortune, his name, and his life.
His heart stopped. Then a silver ring lit up in the dark.
[Extreme vengeance detected. Second chance available. Accept or decline?]
Rendi wakes up with a new body, eyes that can see through anything, and a System that offers him missions. He has twenty-three dollars left. The difference is that this time, every move is his own choice.
The beautiful doctor who saved his life. The secretary fired for her loyalty. The cold CEO who despises her own brother, Alex Wijaya. One by one, they step into Rendi’s life.
From a flea market to the stock exchange, from a rented room to the top of the city, Rendi will take back everything that was stolen from him.
And Evelyn will watch the man she threw away become a trillionaire.
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Chapter: CHAPTER 13 The Night Before the TrialMr. Lawrence's shop was already closed when Rendi and Marco arrived at Victoria Street. The light on the second floor was still on.Rendi knocked on the glass door three times. A few minutes later, Mr. Lawrence came down in his pajamas and slippers."Do you know what time it is?" Mr. Lawrence asked from behind the door."Sorry, Sir. You once said that if I get a good item, I should bring it to you first."Mr. Lawrence stared at Rendi for a long time. Then the old man unlocked the door.The shop was quiet, filled only with the ticking of dozens of clocks on the wall. At his workbench, Mr. Lawrence opened the cover of the silver pocket watch with a small tool. He examined it under the lamp for almost five minutes without speaking."Whose item is this?" Mr. Lawrence finally asked."It belongs to the heir of an art teacher. I'm just helping to sell it. I get twenty percent.""You're quite honest." Mr. Lawrence closed the watch. "Two thousand five hundred."Rendi did not bargain. The skill
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Chapter: CHAPTER 12 The Late Father's WarehouseRendi bid his mother goodbye that afternoon. His mother walked him to the fence and slipped a small package of bread into Rendi's hand."Be careful," his mother said. "Don't get into fights.""I won't, Mom."The bus dropped Rendi off at the terminal at seven in the evening. Marco was already waiting on his motorcycle, complete with new brakes."I replaced the brakes, Boss. With the installment money you gave me that day." Marco handed over a helmet. "Is your mother well?""She is well." Rendi gave the bread package from his mother to Marco. "This is for you."Marco opened the package and immediately took a bite of one bread. "The house is on Ashford Street. The owner's name is Oliver."The house on Ashford Street was large and old. The paint was peeling, and the front yard was overgrown with weeds.Oliver was waiting on the porch. The man in his thirties wore a wrinkled shirt and looked exhausted."Are you Marco's friend?" Oliver asked. "My father passed away last month. I live out of
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Chapter: CHAPTER 11Before leaving, Rendi touched the ring on his finger.[Ding!] [Day 5 login successful.] [Reward: Investment Skill Proficiency +10%.] [Current proficiency: 35%.]Rendi gave a faint smile. A small but useful reward.Dinda had sent the power of attorney form via message. Rendi printed it at a copy shop near the terminal, then took a bus to the outskirts of the city.The trip took an hour. His aunt's house was at the end of a small street, a one-story house with a faded iron fence.Rendi stood in front of that fence for quite a while. His hand held the plastic folder containing the power of attorney, and his palms were sweaty.The front door opened before Rendi could knock. His aunt appeared in the doorway, then turned her head back inside the house."Sis! Rendi is here!"The sound of hurried footsteps came from the kitchen. His mother appeared with an apron still tied around her waist.His mother stopped in front of the door and looked Rendi up and down. The old woman did not cry. Her ha
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Chapter: CHAPTER 10 The Chart on the Cracked ScreenThe black sedan drove away. Rendi stood up from the bus stop bench, but the car had already turned at the end of Westbrook Street.Dinda also stood up. Her face grew tense."Was that Alex Wijaya?" Dinda asked."Yes.""And you said the document is in Graham's bag." Dinda looked at Rendi suspiciously. "You haven't answered my question. How did you know?"Rendi couldn't answer honestly. He chose the most logical answer."Graham rushed out right after you called. His briefcase was locked. A person who is just going out for lunch doesn't lock his bag."Dinda stayed silent for a few seconds. The lawyer obviously didn't completely believe him, but she didn't argue either."If the document is being taken out of the notary's office, we have to move faster," Dinda said. "I will file a confiscation request to the court. That document needs to be secured before they have a chance to alter it.""How much will it cost?"Dinda opened her notebook and calculated quickly. "Court fees, bailiff fees, an
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Chapter: CHAPTER 9 The Office on Westbrook StreetRendi walked out of the coffee shop with the brown folder under his arm. Mr. Darto was still sitting inside, making a phone call in a low voice.The bus stop was across from the station. Rendi crossed the street and waited for a downtown-bound bus.His phone vibrated as the bus arrived. There was a text message from Mr. Darto."I have contacted the lawyer. Her name is Dinda Prameswari. She will meet you in front of Graham's office at one in the afternoon. Do not do anything before she arrives."Rendi read the message twice, then boarded the half-full bus.Westbrook Street was a row of old three-story office buildings. Notary Graham's office was in a cream-colored building with a brass nameplate beside its door.A large security guard stood in front of the glass door. Every guest who entered had to show an appointment letter.Rendi sat on the bus stop bench across from the building. The clock on his phone showed ten minutes past twelve.'There is still time. Let's take a look first.'R
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Chapter: CHAPTER 8 Mr. Darto's Copy"Forged?" Rendi sat up straight on the back steps. "Mom, did Mr. Darto say whose signature was forged?""He didn't want to tell me," his mother answered. "He said you have to see it for yourself. He left his phone number here.""Can you read the number for me, Mom?"On the other end of the line, the sound of paper unfolding could be heard. His mother read the number slowly, digit by digit.Rendi repeated each number aloud to avoid writing it down wrong. He jotted the number on the scrap of newspaper Grandpa Harun had given him, right below the address of Mr. Lawrence's shop."Rendi," his mother said. "Don't cause any new problems, okay.""I won't, Mom. I just want to know the truth.""Alright then. Make sure you eat properly."The call ended. Rendi stared at his phone screen for a moment, then immediately dialed Mr. Darto's number.The dial tone rang once, and someone picked up right away."Hello," said a deep, calm old man's voice."Mr. Darto? This is Rendi."The man on the other end
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