All Chapters of The undercover billionaire : Chapter 171
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One moment, everyone was sure it was a done deal, but the next, everything changed instantly."Ahh—" Becca screamed, pain shooting up her arm as she clutched it.Arthur was ruthless, his grip on her wrist tightening by the second."Who do you think I am? Some low-life dog who barks at the first sign of a bone?" Arthur hissed, coldly surveying her pitiful form, unmoved.Everyone stayed rooted in place, none of them expecting Arthur to actually hurt Becca, Jessica included.She felt a stone drop in her heart, a flash of realisation in her eyes.This time, a solidifying thought stuck in her mind. Arthur was nothing like the other men; she had known that, but this confirmed it again.Her cousin Racheal had been a fool to have let go of a gem like him.The waitress too was reeling with excitement. This was exactly what she had wanted, and it was happening.Meanwhile, Valery, Zion, and Ethan were pale-faced, their minds slow to process what had just occurred.Arthur was too fast, too precis
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Arthur did not tell Jessica what to do. Instead, he waited for her to make the decision herself.Jessica grew helpless the moment she understood the meaning behind Arthur’s gaze.Her eyes fell on the group, their pleading looks cutting into her. For a moment, she was tempted to let them go, but she knew that doing so would undoubtedly offend Arthur.She bit her lower lip, her gaze unconsciously landing on Christian.Christian was fuming.This was the most humiliating moment of his life, but he had no intention of letting it end like this. Once he got out of here, he would show Arthur what it meant to humiliate him.When Jessica looked at him, he glared back, even sneering.He knew exactly what Jessica was about to do—ask Arthur to let them go. And when she did, Christian would finally get his revenge.Instantly, the hesitation in Jessica’s eyes vanished, replaced by determination.“Alright,” Jessica said calmly, lifting her chin. “I’ll accept your offers.”“What?”Everyone was stunned
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The scene was utterly extraordinary.Leo was especially shaken. He had had no idea Arthur was a martial artist.If he had known, he would never have dared to pressure Arthur. In fact, the moment he stepped in, he would have thrown Christian and his group out without hesitation. Instead, he had considered Christian and hesitated when he should not have.Now everything was ruined.If Arthur decided to hurt him, no one—not even the police—would intervene.Society revered martial artists as though they were gods themselves. How could a mere manager like him have any standing compared to Arthur?Leo was panicking. It showed clearly on his pale face, yet Arthur could not have cared less.His gaze rested on Jessica, waiting for her reaction.Through everything, he had never once used violence openly in front of her. But Christian had crossed the line, and Arthur had snapped, breaking that unspoken rule.He feared Jessica would not be able to handle it.He was wrong.Jessica was stunned only
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Arthur had no idea what to make of it.Fifty points for standing up for Jessica?That felt almost ridiculous. All this time, he had been earning meagre amounts of points for tasks that required him to hurt people.Yet this was different.He wondered what the true purpose of the system really was.Arthur’s gaze drifted briefly over Jessica, something deep and unreadable in his eyes.“Should we head home?” Jessica asked, looking at him hesitantly.Arthur pressed his lips together. The card had yet to be spent.“Do you want me to drop you home?” Arthur suggested.Jessica tightened her grip on her purse. “Can you?”She did not want to trouble Arthur any further. Going out with him alone already felt like more than enough.“Alright,” Arthur said without giving it a second thought.He would not force her if she did not want to.They walked into the parking lot in silence.The valet quickly handed Arthur the car keys.The Rolls-Royce Phantom had already begun drawing attention, even when par
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“I’ll buy it.” Arthur’s voice was calm, but the showroom erupted instantly. “Is he serious? That’s twenty million!” “He’s bluffing—there’s no way!” “Why is Manager Park still entertaining him?” The whispers rippled through the room, unchecked and curious. Arthur ignored them and kept his gaze on the digital rendering rotating slowly on the display. Glass towers. Prime location. Exactly as specified. The system pulsed. [Objective Detected: Acquire Prime Asset] Completion Required Warning: Deviation Will Trigger Penalty The prompts had grown increasingly forceful over the past few days. Less suggestion. More command. Arthur didn’t like it—but experience had taught him one thing: when he followed the system’s instructions, the results were always worth the risk. When he hesitated, the cost was immediate. Manager Park froze mid-step. He blinked slowly, as if processing the words took more effort than expected. “Sir,” he said carefully, “did you say you’ll buy it?” A
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The words hung in the air, heavy and accusatory. Manager Park did not respond immediately. He adjusted his glasses first—slowly, deliberately—then turned to face Julian fully. There was no irritation in his eyes, no guilt. Only measured restraint. “Unfair?” Park repeated. “On what grounds?” Julian took a step forward. “I expressed interest in that property first. I am a long-term client here. I have history with this company.” His voice rose slightly, sharpened by the audience behind him. “Yet you’re prioritising a stranger.” Park nodded once, as though acknowledging a procedural point rather than an emotional plea. “Interest does not pay bills Mr Julian” he said calmly. “And history does not override policy. I am sure you understand that.” Julian’s jaw tightened. “Policy?” He scoffed. “I’ve spent ten million dollars here.” “And Mr Arthur is prepared to spend twenty,” Park replied without hesitation. "If you can do the same, then I am open for business." The words landed clea
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.“You?” Julian scoffed. “Oh, please. I don’t even know you. But judging by the way you talk and dress, I’m certain your bank account is completely empty.”“He’s just a loudmouth.”“How can Manager Park even tolerate listening to someone like this?”The remarks were flung freely, rising into the air before settling back down with familiar contempt, all of it landing squarely on Arthur.Arthur, however, remained unmoved. His expression never wavered.“So,” Arthur said calmly, unbothered by the stares fixed on him, “in your view, a person can be judged solely by appearance?”His gaze locked onto Julian.Julian’s knuckles clenched, arrogance refusing to allow retreat. “Of course. A man’s clothes reflect his status in society.”“That’s common knowledge—at least for people who belong.”“How would a country bumpkin understand something so basic?”“A country bumpkin?” someone in the crowd frowned. He had been outside earlier and had only just entered the office.“Yeah,” another replied, look
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Queen’s gaze landed on Arthur.A faint, unreadable gleam passed through her eyes.“So it’s you.”Her voice carried no accusation, no surprise—yet the words struck the room like a subtle alarm. Something shifted. The atmosphere tightened.Selene’s breath hitched. She turned to Queen immediately, her voice low but urgent.“Do you know him, Miss Queen?”Her eyes flicked back to Arthur, caution now replacing curiosity, as if replaying every word she had spoken earlier.The room fell silent.Even Manager Park stiffened, his fingers tightening around the documents in his hand.Queen noticed. She let the silence linger, savoring the attention, the unease written plainly across their faces.Then she spoke.“No.”A collective breath escaped the crowd—soft, relieved, almost embarrassed.But Queen’s gaze remained fixed on Arthur.Her eyes sharpened, a trace of provocation surfacing.“Is this young man trying to prove something again?” Queen drawled, her tone leisurely, almost amused. “Wasn’t the
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"Are we really going to wait?" Someone asked from the crowd. However it seemed like that was going to be the case. Manager Park stood behind the counter, his posture rigid. He had managed high-value transactions for years. He had dealt with temperamental tycoons, arrogant heirs, and influential intermediaries. Yet this situation was different. His job was counting on this. Queen stood to one side, with her arms crossed, a smug smile on her face. "What's wrong manager Park? is the machine broken, or is this how long it takes to process a transaction?"Her words were sharp, causing Park to stiffen. His grip on the machine turned white. With Queens quiet nudge, a spark was lit, with Selene heading the front of the armies. "Manager Park, if this machine is broken, I propose using a new one. Not everyone has the whole day like you."Another wisely advised. "Manager Park, just admit it. This guy is a crook who deceived you. Apologize to Julian while you still have the chance, maybe
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“Cancel the transaction,” Arthur said calmly.His voice was not loud, yet it froze everyone in place.Manager Park’s heart, in particular, skipped violently.“Sir… do you wish to withdraw now? We only need to confirm the transaction in our system,” he asked carefully.“Please, sir, hold on just a little longer,” a female attendant added after him.Arthur’s gaze remained cool and detached. “I will not repeat myself.”Manager Park’s heart clenched instantly. He nodded fearfully and signalled the attendant to withdraw the card.He had no idea why Arthur wanted to cancel at this point, but an ominous feeling crept into his chest.Julian felt a surge of pride. “I knew you were a fraud. Otherwise, why pull out now?”His words dripped with mockery, his eyes filled with open disdain for Arthur.Moments earlier, Julian had been terrified that Arthur’s card might actually go through, but he quickly dismissed it as a fake transaction—an assumption the others eagerly adopted as well.Queen finall