All Chapters of Legacy System: Rise Of The Richest Man: Chapter 71
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The tension outside slowly began to settle as William and Dandro stepped through the boutique’s polished glass doors. The crowd, still buzzing from what had just happened, lingered around the entrance, unwilling to leave. Some pressed close to the glass, craning their necks as though watching a grand play unfold. For them, this was no longer just an errand or a shopping trip—this had become entertainment, and William was at the center of it.Inside, the atmosphere shifted sharply. The chaos and noise of the street vanished, replaced by an air of elegance and calm. Cool air swept through the boutique, carrying with it a faint fragrance of luxury perfumes. Bright chandeliers hung from the ceiling, their crystals scattering light across polished floors that gleamed like still water. Every rack and mannequin had been arranged with delicate precision, each piece of clothing standing as though it were an artwork on display rather than something meant to be worn.The first floor housed fas
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The attendants hesitated for a long moment, their polished smiles faltering as unease flickered across their faces. The request William had made was far from ordinary. Customers of his appearance rarely—if ever—asked for the third floor. Still, training demanded they comply, and at last, one of them stepped aside with a stiff gesture.He motioned toward a nearby staff member. She was tall, strikingly elegant, with sharp cheekbones and a uniform pressed so crisply it looked freshly tailored. But her beauty was overshadowed by the gleam in her eyes when they briefly landed on Dandro. It was the gaze of someone enamored, filled with admiration and flattery. When she turned to William, however, that admiration died instantly, replaced by something colder—disdain wrapped in the mask of professionalism.“Please, this way,” she said, her tone polite yet stiff. The words left her mouth like a forced obligation, and her lips curled ever so slightly as her eyes swept over William. It was as t
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William strolled calmly through the third floor of the boutique, his hands tucked casually into his pockets. The polite staff stayed by his side, walking half a step behind him as she explained the details of each section. Her voice was steady and respectful, and she seemed genuinely eager to serve.William’s eyes moved with quiet focus. He picked out a sharp dark-blue jacket and a pair of well-tailored trousers that fit his frame perfectly. But he didn’t stop at his own size. He occasionally paused, checking tags and sizes that didn’t belong to him.The polite attendant noticed and tilted her head. “Sir, these aren’t in your measurements. Should I return them?”“No,” William replied lightly. “I’ll take them. They’re for my brothers.”“Brothers?” she asked softly, blinking in surprise.William gave a faint smile. His thoughts briefly went to Jack and Jake back in the suburbs—the two who had always treated him like family despite their own struggles. “Yes. They’ll need them.”The atten
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The sound of the payment confirmation still echoed in the air, and the rude staff stood frozen like a statue, her face pale and her lips trembling. She had mocked him, ridiculed him, and declared he would never pay—only to watch him clear one hundred and fifty thousand dollars in a single breath.The other customers nearby were still whispering among themselves, throwing quick glances at William and then back at her, their faces painted with amusement at her humiliation.William finally turned his gaze toward her, his eyes sharp and cold as blades. His voice was calm, yet heavy enough to crush her pride.“You,” he said, pointing a finger at her. “Come here. Carry my bags.”Her body jolted as though she had just been struck. For a moment, she hesitated, her pride battling with the command. But then she saw his calm, unwavering eyes—eyes that held no doubt, no weakness, only dominance. She quickly lowered her head and hurried over.“Yes, sir,” she answered, her tone suddenly soft, almos
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The second floor of the boutique buzzed with life. Elegant chandeliers hung from the ceiling, their glow dancing across the polished tiles and expensive racks.In the center of the hall, Dandro strolled side by side with Jenifer, surrounded by admiring staff. The two of them were like royalty among the workers, their confidence filling the room. Every word Dandro spoke was met with nods and flattering smiles.“Ha!” Dandro puffed his chest proudly, waving his hand like he owned the entire boutique. “That brat, William… once he comes out, I’ll make him crawl on the floor and beg. Just wait and see. Today, he’ll understand the difference between heaven and earth.”His laughter rang loudly, attracting more attention than necessary.Jenifer clung to his arm, her eyes sparkling as she encouraged his arrogance. “Of course, Dandro. Who does William think he is? A nobody from the slums, daring to walk into a boutique like this? He’ll be lucky if they even let him look at the first-floor clothe
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The air on the second floor was heavy, thick with disbelief. Nobody moved. Nobody spoke. It was as if the boutique itself had been thrown into a strange, impossible dream.But slowly, doubtful murmurs began to break through the silence.“That… that can’t be right…” one staff whispered, glancing nervously at her colleagues. “Those bags are worth more than what any normal person could afford.”Another staff frowned, shaking his head as if trying to dispel the idea. “It must be a mistake. Maybe she’s just joking to protect that boy. Yes, that has to be it.”“Exactly!” another voice chimed in quickly, almost too quickly. “How could William, of all people, afford luxury clothes like those? It’s impossible. There’s no way.”The chorus of disbelief grew, desperate to bury the truth.Even Jenifer, who had been frozen with her mouth half-open, suddenly found her voice. “Hahaha… yes! That must be it. You’re clearly mistaken, aren’t you? Maybe you’re trying to cover for him. How ridiculous. That
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The room was still ringing from Jenifer’s defiant words. Her sharp glare was like a shield in front of Dandro, and for a moment, it was enough to give him the courage he had lost.Dandro’s trembling eased, and a faint smirk returned to his lips. He wiped the sweat on his forehead quickly, hoping nobody noticed how shaken he had been seconds ago. Her words had lit a spark inside him.“That’s right,” he said suddenly, his voice louder now, trying to sound firm. “You think you can humiliate me? You think you can make me kneel? Do you even realize who I am?”He stood slowly, dusting his knees as though he hadn’t been kneeling at all. Jenifer clapped her hands lightly in support, her eyes flicking toward the crowd as though daring them to doubt him.Even the staff, who had been whispering in disbelief moments ago, began to nod in agreement.“Yes, Young Master Dandro is right.”“That boy has gone too far.”“He should be grateful Dandro hasn’t crushed him yet.”Their voices piled on one anot
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William stepped out of the boutique, his pace slow and casual, his hands in his pockets as though he had just left an ordinary store with nothing unusual happening inside. Behind him, the rude staff staggered slightly under the weight of the shopping bags, her arms trembling as she struggled to carry them properly.The air outside was fresher, yet the atmosphere was still heavy with the aftermath of what had happened.Just a few feet away, sitting at the side of the boutique’s entrance, were the two burly guards. Their once arrogant expressions had been replaced by bruises and swollen faces, each of them pressing warm cloths against their cheeks and arms. Their bulky frames looked far less intimidating now, shrunken by the humiliation of being beaten so easily.The moment their eyes caught William’s figure emerging from the boutique, their hands froze. The warm cloths slipped slightly from their grips, and their bodies stiffened. For a second, they dared not even breathe too loudly.H
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The black ride pulled up in front of a grand hotel that stood tall in the heart of the city. Its glass doors reflected the light of the afternoon sun, and the polished floors inside gleamed as if they had been cleaned only moments ago.As the driver stepped out and opened the door for William, heads began to turn. Guests moving in and out of the hotel paused mid-step, their eyes drawn to the figure stepping out of the sleek car.William emerged with his usual calmness, a plain white shirt on his back and dark jeans that carried no sign of wealth. Yet, in his hand was a branded shopping bag, followed closely by the driver carrying the rest of the load.The sharp contrast made people murmur quietly among themselves.“Who is that?” someone whispered near the entrance.“He doesn’t look like the type that stays here,” another said, eyeing William’s simple clothes.“But those bags… wait, are those from that boutique?” a third muttered, recognizing the exclusive brand stamped boldly on the b
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The next morning, sunlight streamed gently through the wide curtains of the hotel room. William woke up refreshed, stretched lightly, and took a moment to admire the comfort of the bed. It had been a long time since he had slept so peacefully, without noise or the rough environment of the suburbs weighing on him.After washing up and changing into a fresh pair of the new clothes he had bought yesterday, he decided to stroll through the hotel and see what it had to offer. He wasn’t in a rush, and for once, he wanted to enjoy the life that had always been denied to him.The hallway outside his room was spotless, with thick carpets muffling his footsteps. As he moved down toward the elevator, a couple passing by gave him a quick glance. Their eyes trailed down to the expensive bags in his hand and then back up to his calm expression. They whispered among themselves.“Does he really stay here?”“He doesn’t look like the type… but those bags…”William ignored them as if they didn’t exist.