Morning broke at the Walton mansion, and Ricco had decided to head into his office for a very serious conversation with his brother.He was complaining about a terrible headache, caused by all the vodka, drugs, and sex with prostitutes from the night before. He held his hand to his face as he walked straight to his office—perhaps the most elegant and sublime room in the entire mansion. From there, Ricco managed all of the family’s business affairs.Theo had been waiting for him for an hour. Surely, Theo was an evil and calculating man. However, he had always feared his older brother’s temper. He knew perfectly well the atrocities Ricco was capable of committing.Ricco opened the office door and walked in, sitting behind his desk while his brother Theo sat across from him.Ricco took several ice cubes from a beautiful champagne ice bucket and placed them directly on his face, not caring that the melting water might soak his expensive new suit.The silence was uncomfortable and maddenin

Jack opened his eyes and realized he could see again.He had no idea how much time had passed, nor could he remember when he had fallen asleep. All he knew was that he was surrounded by ten completely naked women, asleep on an elegant bed in one of the rooms of the Walton mansion.He was also completely naked and quickly noticed that he had had sex with all of them. The pounding pain in his head told him he must have consumed a large amount of alcohol the day before.[IMPORTANT NOTICE!YOUR 24-HOUR PUNISHMENT IS OVER...YOUR VISION HAS BEEN RESTORED TO 100%...NOTES: NONE...]“Thank you very much,” Jack said sarcastically, clearly angry at the actions taken by the system's wealthy elites.He lay back on the bed and stared at the ceiling of that luxurious room while the women slept around him.Meanwhile, Ricco and Theo were arguing in Ricco’s private study—or rather, Theo was receiving a harsh scolding from his older brother.“The idea was to humiliate him, not reward him with ten pros

[CONGRATULATIONS!CHALLENGE SUCCESSFULLY COMPLETED...TRANSFERRING MONEY TO BANK ACCOUNT 85%....]Jack watched as all that money flowed into his bank account, making him even richer. However, nothing could erase from his mind the tormenting thought that Hillary was likely making love to Ricco Walton at that very moment.“Great,” Jack said sarcastically, as he sat at the bar in the Walton mansion.Just then, Theo walked into the bar and found Jack sitting there.“That was spectacular, don’t you think?” Theo said, arms wide open and a huge grin on his face.“Drop dead…”Jack was furious and in no mood to tolerate Theo’s insolence. He grabbed his glass and drank every last drop of wine.“I’m going home,” Jack said.Theo quickly moved to stop Jack from getting up.“Nonsense!”Jack sat back down and tried to summon the patience to resist punching Theo in the face. He took a deep breath and calmed himself with another glass of wine.“You can’t leave yet,” Theo said.“This is stupid. We have

**[ RISK ALERT!DEFECTIVE PARACHUTE.CHANCE OF SURVIVAL: 48%TIME REMAINING UNTIL IMPACT: 45 SECONDS.NOTES: IMMINENT DEATH... ]**Jack was falling at a speed he had never experienced before. He was convinced he was going to die when he hit the ground. That parachute refused to open, and there was no way to stop the impact."You have to help me," Jack said, speaking to the millionaires hidden behind the screen.However, that screen remained absent. That’s when he understood—the system’s millionaires had no intention of helping him. To them, just like to the Walton brothers, Jack was nothing but a clown. Someone who did stupid things just to entertain them and make them laugh. They didn’t care one bit about Jack’s life.As Jack fell freely, the Walton brothers and their friends watched from the helicopter door, looking down into the depths below.“Is he dead yet?” asked Ricco, who was the only one not peering out the door.“I can’t see a thing. All I know is we’re flying over the Blue

"Do you have a specific plan in mind?"Theo asked."We’re going to shoot him in the head," Kriss replied immediately."One shot and it’s over," Max added."It would be quick and painless," said Ricco, who seemed lost in thought. "A bullet travels faster than sound. If you shoot him in the head, he’ll be dead before he even hears the gunshot," he explained."It’s the wisest option," Theo said. "Jack is stronger than all of us. We can’t risk getting into a fight with him.""I want him to suffer!"Ricco shouted and slammed his fist onto the desk like a gavel. He was a full-blown dictator, and they had to follow his orders."Then what do you suggest?" Theo asked with some fear in his voice.Ricco clasped his fingers together like he was about to pray, and then said:"You’re going to inject him with a tranquilizer."Theo sighed in concern and ran a hand down his face, while Kriss and Max seemed delighted with the idea."You’ll invent some story about a business trip, and when he lets his g