All Chapters of After Being Humiliated, I Awaken An Infinite Spending System: Chapter 81
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"What the hell is this supposed to mean?! Mr man, we didn't stay here last night for a paycheck! We chose you! We left everything for you!" she added.Aria sat up abruptly on the bed, her face turning completely pale as she stared at her screen. "Dear, you can't be serious... you're treating us like cheap sluts!"Caleb slowly turned his head, his eyes dropping flatly onto their furious trembling faces."You chose me because you saw the matte-black sedan across the sidewalk," Caleb said, his tone dripping with a brutal mockery that cut straight through their pride. "You abandoned your wealthy boyfriends the second their bank accounts turned to zero. You didn't choose a me, you chose wealth."He leaned back slightly against the glass railing, his arms crossing over his bare chest."I used your presence for my evening entertainment," Caleb continued, his voice smooth. "The dollars are in your accounts. If you do not step into the elevator in sixty seconds, security will remove you withou
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She stopped exactly two paces away from his desk completely ignoring Victoria’s dangerous gaze.Natalia looked directly into Caleb's cold stone-carved face, her eyes softening into a highly practiced expression of breathless admiration."They told me the Devil Chairman was a ruthless monster who only cared about destroying boards," Natalia whispered, her clear seductive voice carrying perfectly over the quiet ambient music.She took a slow step forward, leaning in slightly so that the scent of her expensive perfume will drift into his space."But when I look at what you did to this city downtown... I don't see a monster at all," she murmured with a flawless infatuated smile touching her lips as she looked deeply into his eyes. "I see an absolute genius. Chairman... I’m completely infatuated with your mind. The way your brain processes financial strategy is the most intoxicating thing I’ve ever witnessed."She sat down on the edge of the leather cushion, leaning her face close to his s
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Natalia marched through the high-end atrium surrounded by a massive entourage of her closest high-society friends, rival influencers and rich young youths. She was riding an absolute wave of supreme arrogance, her arms laden with designer bags while her friends watched her with jealousy."Natalia, seriously, you have to tell us the secret," one of her influencer friends, a wealthy girl named Faith, whispered with a heavily forced smile. "The entire internet is talking about your livestream yesterday. Is the Devil Chairman really as terrifyingly cold as they say in the news?""Power is only cold to the people who don't know how to handle it Faith," Natalia laughed condescendingly, adjusting her designer sunglasses as she gestured toward the premier jewelry counter. "The young wealthy youths were weak. The Devil Chairman is a predator and I know exactly what he wants."She stopped directly in front of the locked glass display case, her eyes locking onto a breathtaking $300,000 diamond
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"Your performance was acceptable Natalia," he murmured, his voice incredibly quiet, yet carrying a brutal weight that made her entire body freeze. "The item is yours. Pay for it."Natalia’s breath completely caught in her throat. Her heart violently hammered against her ribs as the absolute crushing reality of his words slammed into her chest.She realized he knew... that he had known the entire time. He wasn't tricked by her flirting or her fake admiration of his "genius mind." He had tracked her superficial greed from the very first second on the rooftop lounge, letting her boast to the entire world and drag her friends to this store just to drop her into a bottomless pit of public humiliation."Chairman... please," Natalia whispered, tears of agonizing pain and shame streaming down her cheeks as she dropped to her knees right on the floor, completely begging in front of her peers. "Don't do this to me... my career... my life... please, just pay for the items..."He didn't say an
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He carried a sleek military-grade black mainframe ledger tucked under his arm, a look of supreme, unmitigated arrogance written completely across his sharp face.This is Vane—the Sovereign Syndicate's top international financial "Cleaner." He was the man the old syndicates deployed when entire national economies needed to be covertly suffocated and erased overnight to protect the council's hegemony."You old men have spent far too much time hiding in these mountains," Vane scoffed openly, walking right past the terrified council members without a single shred of respect. He tossed his mainframe ledger onto the table, causing it to instantly sync with the three-story holograms. "You're shaking in your designer shoes because some upstart from the slums learned how to glitch a regional banking directory? It's pathetic.""Watch your tone Vane!" the council leader snapped. "You haven't seen the data! He has absolute physical and financial sovereignty over the entire metropolitan grid! He
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The air conditioning on the private trading floor was loud, a constant, dry rattle that did nothing to cool the sweat building under Broker Vane’s collar.He didn’t look like the other brokers on Wall Street. He didn't pace around, shouting into a phone or throwing papers. He sat entirely still in front of a curved, terminal array that cast an ugly greenish tint over his sharp jawline. On his screens, the charts for CAL Capital weren't just lines—they were coordinates."He's bypassing the local banking nodes," Vane murmured, his fingers tapping a rhythmic restless beat against the edge of his desk. He wasn't looking at the current stock price; he was looking at the transaction delays. "Every time this Chairman buys out a company, there's a three-millisecond ghost window where the money settles before the registry updates. That’s not normal banking. That's an automated script execution."His lead programmer, a pale man named Marcus whose eyes were bloodshot from thirty hours of cont
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Vane's logic bomb had successfully trapped the system's automated buyout protocol in a loop, forcing the software to continuously validate its own infinite capital against an isolated server that didn't exist.[System Warning: Mainframe Core Temperature Exceeding Safe Thresholds.][Data Corruption Detected in Sector Node 01... Sector Node 02...][Current Spite Pool: Access Denied.][Sovereign Core Status: Unstable.]'Cancel the command!' Caleb screamed internally, his teeth grinding together so hard he tasted copper. 'System, abort the buyout! Disconnect from the Zurich mainframe!'The system box didn't respond to his voice. The purple light began to flicker violently, turning into an ugly dying violet color before flashing bright red.[CRITICAL FAILURE: Internal Firewall Compromised by External Mirror String.][Emergency Safe-Mode Initialized.][System Mainframe Severed. Offline Initialized in 3... 2... 1...][SNAP.]The interface shattered into a million tiny digital fragments insi
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The digital banners of CAL Capital on the neighboring skyscrapers were already flickering. One by one, the purple logos died out, replaced by the harsh blinking red emergency lights of the city grid.Down on the streets, the traffic had ground to a complete halt. Drivers were leaning out of their windows, staring up at the giant news screens that lined the commercial avenues.Victoria’s phone on the desk didn't just ring; it began to vibrate continuously, the screen lighting up with a relentless barrage of push notifications and news alerts. The internet was completely on fire. On every social media platform, the top trending forums had shifted from praise to absolute savage mockery.Avatar:"It’s over. Look at the tickers. CAL Capital just lost eighty percent of its valuation in nine minutes. The Devil Chairman is nothing but a trash."Girlie: "He froze the old families, but Wall Street just deleted him. Turns out he didn't have infinite billions—just a fraudulent credit loop tha
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"Caleb!" Victoria shrieked, throwing herself down beside him, her hands frantically checking his face as he gasped for breath... a thin trail of dark blood leaking from the corner of his mouth. "Get away from him! Don't you dare touch him!"The security captain looked down at Caleb with disgust. "Get out of here before the boys use you for target practice. Go back to the gutter you belong."Caleb lay on his side, his fingers digging into the rough stone of the floor, his teeth grinding together until his jaw ached. He didn't scream or beg. He just stared at the dirt under the red emergency light, the bitter taste of blood flooding his mouth. Vane hadn't just turned off his system; he had taken his strength, his security and his dignity in less than ten minutes....An hour later, the freezing night rain came down in heavy relentless fall, turning the streets of the commercial district into a flooded mess. The towering neon billboards above them were already flashing with new global
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Armed security contractors patrolled the corners carrying heavy electric batons, violently forcing thousands of homeless families into the mud. Vane's global ascension had reached the bottom of the food chain in a matter of hours. He is transforming the entire metropolitan grid into a forced corporate labor camp, raising utility taxes by four hundred percent and freezing the local identification tokens of anyone who stepped out of line.Caleb stopped outside the familiar rusted iron gates of Mac's auto repair shop. The windows were dark, the "OPEN" sign was broken... hanging by a wire.He pushed the small side door open, stepping into the damp workshop. The familiar smell of cheap motor oil and stale coffee hit his nose, a small ghost of his past life.Mac was standing near the central lift, his face covered in black soot, his hands shaking so hard he couldn't properly hold the grease gun he was cleaning. On a small, cracked television screen mounted on the wall above the tool ra