Everyone looked towards the door as Christopher finally left. At that moment, Victoria immediately rushed towards Helene, “Go go go, Helene, didn't you say Mister Robins of the Thorne family just invited you to Michelin? Don't be late.” She coaxed with a smile as she handed Helene's purse back to her. Helene took the purse with a smile and left the house. Meanwhile, Christopher was on the street, angry at himself and at Helene and her family, “Helene, these past five years have been a waste on you. From now on, your family, the Sebastians have nothing to do with me.”"Sigh" he shook his head in dejection, “I will need to find a job as soon as possible so I can raise up money for Allison's bills. If her treatment stops, there's no telling what will happen after that.” At that moment, the blaring horn of a car sounded so loud, and Christopher jumped to the other side of the road without thinking. A black Mercedes sped by without stopping, it crushed his suitcase and kept on going. Me

“Hey Christopher, don't ignore me. Don't tell me you're just here for the free WiFi.” Helene said with a smirk. “Helene! Watch your language!” Zander said with a raised voice. “What? Did I say something wrong?” She asked with feigned innocence, “He left with nothing. He doesn't even have one hundred dollar on him. After this meal, are you three going to wash dishes to pay for it?” Christopher was about to respond, but at that moment, he got a system notification. «Ding! New Side Quest: Domination Description: Host is being looked down upon. As a future tycoon and wealth master, Host must never take such insults without retaliation. Mission: Shut down Helene Sebastian and Robins Thorne without appearing childish. Reward: Depends on Host’s performance.» Seeing Christopher open and shut his mouth without saying a word to retaliate Helene's statement, a smug look appeared on the young man's face, “Helene, your ex-husband probably just wants to make one last show.” He said as he p

Christopher, Zander, and Aaron walked into a luxury car dealership. Seeing the rows of luxury cars around, Zander and Aaron were stupefied. “Holy shit! How much do these cost!?” Zander asked in surprise. “At least two hundred thousand dollars, each.” Aaron replied. Zander and Aaron, like kids who had come to a toy store for the first time, couldn't hide their shock as they kept surveying car after car, letting out sounds like “Woah!” and “Oh my God!” The sales girls couldn't help but look down on them, especially seeing the way they were dressed. One of them couldn't handle it anymore and walked up towards Christopher's group. “Hey! Don't touch this car. We're on break, if you want to look at cars, wait till after 2PM.” Sending the disgust in her tone, Christopher didn't back down, “I want to see it right now.” “Then look, but no touching, and no test drives.” She said, turned around and walked back towards the other sales girls. “Another wannabe rich guy. Look at those guys.

[AVARIA CAPITAL CITY. TWO DAYS LATER]. A white Rolls-Royce Ghost pulled up in front of a tall well designed building. This was the five star hotel, Hotel Grand Royal, one of the five major Hotels in Avaria Capital City. A well dressed chauffeur stepped out of the driver seat and opened the back door, and out steps a young man, his black hair gelled back, skin well toned, his blue Italian suit looking so immaculate one would think it was directly imported by the heavens itself. “Welcome back mister Bond.” The doorman greeted the dazzling young man who only nodded in return and walked in. “Good day Mister Bond, the chef asked me to let you know that the dish you requested could be prepared at your leisure.” The concierge said, and the young man nodded in acknowledgement, heading straight for the VIP elevator.. heading straight for the Presidential villa. The presidential villa opened and the young man stepped in. “Well, in a few hours I’d be able to get the license I need to start

Christopher's mind swirled around his earlier verbal confrontation with Robins. Surely this license was of extreme importance to Robins for him to chase after him to ask for it outside the auction house. Robins had tried outbidding him but as the amount reached sixty million dollars, Robins had backed off.“Perhaps his system has special conditions that must be met before he is rewarded with any cash, otherwise a system user like Robins won't be so broke.” Christopher muttered. What he failed to understand was that his view of money had changed. In the past, a thousand dollars was already more than enough to put a joyful smile on his face.. Now he viewed sixty million as being broke. “What exactly am I going to do with the license anyway? It's not like I'm into crypto or stock trades.” Christopher mused as he patted his breast pocket where the items were kept.“Mister Bond, Sir. It seems we're being followed.” The chauffeur said. Christopher turned and glanced back. Behind them were t