"Please, sir," Harry, a young man in his twenties begged, his voice low but shaking. "It's just thirty minutes early. I'll do double shifts tomorrow.""You'll do double today, Farrow." Mr. Davis didn't even look up. His sausagey fingers tapped the restaurant's POS screen as another order beeped out. "You're lucky I still have a job for you after what you did last week.".Harry ground his teeth. "But, Sir, it wasn't my fault," he attempted to say calmly, his chest hurting as though it were splitting apart. "The scooter broke down in the middle of the trip. And I still delivered it.".That got Davis's attention. The man finally met his gaze, eyes squinted and set with that nasty little smirk Harry hated. "You kept my customers waiting, and you are telling me this nonsense. Customers don't care if your scooter had a stroke, boy. They care if their food is cold when you deliver it to them."Some of the employees snickered at him. One of them, a tall man with a hairnet that kept slipping o

Harry scrambled backward, falling hard onto the gravel as the train thundered past, the gust of wind nearly knocking him over. His heart pounded against his side.He looked at the cyan screen, where it still glowed in the darkness.Five thousand dollars, ten times what he'd spent to buy Alicia's handbag.[You have received 1 lottery ticket!][Do you want to draw?][YES][NO]Harry was a guy that had never experienced any luck in life and he was just on the verge of ending it all just a couple minutes ago.He was contemplating whether this was a dream or his mind had finally broken as there was no explanation for the Cyan Screen that popped up as he clicked the [YES] button.[Congratulations! You have drawn Charisma Boost!][Charisma Boost: With this skill there's nothing the user can't charm his way out of or into! The universe has blessed you with charisma!]"Hahaha! I must have lost my marbles…!" Harry muttered to himself as he went back to stand on the tracks, just then his phone so

Harry pulled up in front of his agency and it was a lot bigger than he thought, it had an intricate design that exuded elegance with top-class infrastructure.It stood out compared to other buildings surrounding it, not because it was flashier, but it just had a unique design, but then again this was one of the more expensive parts of Crestview city.Harry realized only after he arrived that he should have bought something fancy to wear so that he could leave a good first impression.The clothes he wore weren't a reflection of his new man of means status, anyone could easily mistake him for an average bum.Harry exited the car and Rita was already waiting outside to welcome him.When Harry left the car, Rita was surprised that he looked like the average college student and not her new boss.He didn't look elegant or classy and this only made her mistake this as a sign of humility and not the fact that he was just a poor student only a few hours ago."Good day sir, I have come to perso

Harry was surprised that Alicia was added to his list and all he needed to do was send her money to get this but he also noticed the harem capacity was filled which made him wonder what would happen now? ‘And also he didn’t want Alicia to actually be there, she isn't worthy,’ Harry thought to himself. But before he could process his thoughts, his phone rang out loud, he checked his phone and it was Alicia."This bitch acts fast…" Harry thought to himself, he expected her to still be in a honeymoon phase with that rich spoiled brat, but instead she called him in less than a minute.Harry took a deep breath, he didn't want to talk to her just yet, so he didn't pick up the call.Harry had every intention of making more money off her, she was a money hungry gold digger so he wasn't surprised that money was all that was needed to get her to react considering she betrayed me for that asshole who will eventually cheat on her.And just then his phone suddenly came to a halt.Harry took a de

Harry got into his car and went to one of the expensive boutiques around the university area where mostly rich students go to spend their parents' hard earned money.Harry saw shopping there as a win-win for him. It's an investment, an opportunity to wear something fancy.He has never been to this boutique before, he walked past it occasionally and admired the clothes on the display window. So this was going to be a whole new experience for him.Harry didn't care much about expensive clothes as this would only draw unwanted attention his way, but still he couldn't find the urge to actually go in there buy clothes like those spoiled rich students. Harry took a deep breath and walked into the boutique, a small bell chimed above his head as cool air swept across his face. The boutique smelled like money, perfume, polished floors, and fresh fabric. The kind of place where a single shirt cost more than his rent.Harry had little to no fashion sense so he knew he needed all the help he cou