Chosen By The System To Play God

Chapter Ten

"Luck?" James Halton smirked. "You see, Mr Blood. Here's one thing about me: I don't believe in luck. You came by the hospital the other day too and you knew exactly what was going to happen to Miss Lyana and just how to prevent it. That is not luck. It is something else. Is there something you don't want to reveal to us?"

It looked like he was getting suspicions now. Adrian couldn't stand there for any more minute.

"Mr Blood has gone through so much today trying to save me." Lyana interrupted. "Surely you can discuss this later, James."

"Oh I'm sorry, Miss Lyana." He extended his handshake. "We will talk later, Mr Blood. I have to tidy things up here."

As he walked away, Lyana apologized for James Halton's crudeness.

"Mr Halton has been assigned to protect me since when I was a little girl, it is only natural for him to be a little over defensive."

"No problem." Adrian responded, ready to leave.

"Wait," she held him back. "My father is hosting a grand dinner tonight in celebration of my miraculous recovery. Every huge personality in the country will be present. It is my desire that you of every other person in this world, should be present as well. Afterall, without you, there would be nothing to celebrate."

"Sorry, Miss Rodriguez. But I don't think I will be able to make it."

Adrian turned to leave again. The idea of attending a dinner hosted by the Rodriguez family did not excite him, especially since he knew Ricardo Rodriguez would be present. That also meant the presence of Teresa. He wanted nothing to do with those two from now on.

But Lyana would not give up yet.

"Take this." She slid something into his fingers, a black card. "If you ever change your mind, Adrian, you are a VIP guest at my dinner."

With that, she backed away slowly, her face full of hope that he would reconsider. He didn't recall giving his name to her, but he recalled James Halton giving it out loud.

A new vehicle waited for her, James Halton himself the driver this time around. They zoomed off into the distance, but Adrian knew she still stole glances.

Lyana seemed to be totally into Adrian. It wouldn't be a bad move afterall if he got back at Ricardo by dating his sister. Adrian smirked. Maybe he should attend the party afterall, this would be very interesting. Just that he didn't have a ride, or a luxurious outfit for such occasion.

"CONGRATULATIONS, ADRIAN. ANOTHER MISSION COMPLETED. YOUR REWARD IS ON ITS WAY."

Adrian gave a nod, realizing he no longer had the ability of a speedster. How would he get home now? Suddenly a bright light flashed into his eyes.

A Lamborghini Aventador rode into view as he raised his gaze. It was not just any car but a spectacle made of gold. In front of him, it parked and a man walked out with some paper works.

"Mr Blood, here is your car. You just need to sign these papers and it's all done." He dropped off a key with Adrian before turning around to exit.

A brand new ride? Adrian's eyes watered in disbelief. He had always imagined himself driving one of these luxuries. He even learnt to drive as a boy in the village back when he was in high school. He learnt from his foster mother's brother who drove a truck. His uncle would make him drive once in a while even though he was below the age. The laws in the village were not so strict as there wasn't many cars on the road, and accidents barely ever happened.

"Let's go!"

Adrian jumped into the soft machine, rocking it to a start and racing back home.

"This is just the first half of your reward, Adrian. The other half is still on the way."

What? There was more? Well he was not tired of having them all. He couldn't wait to know what the next thing was.

"Head to the Elites Store." The system continued. "You can purchase as many items as you like to, the payments have all been made."

The Elites Store was just as it was named. A store for just elites where only the very wealthy were allowed entry. It had all the best and latest designer wears and fashion outfits that a person would desire. Adrian needed to do some shopping if he was going to suprise the Rodriguez family tonight.

He pulled over by the super huge store, his ride a perfect blend with the flashiness of the environment. Everyone around marvelled at the beauty of the vehicle and wondered whom the rich owner was. The ladies shopping all paused their activities, waiting expectantly for the door of the car to open. When it did open, Adrian came out calmly and confidently, emitting the aura of a big man, but nobody was impressed.

"Who is that dude?"

"He doesn't look so special, how come he's the one driving that vehicle?"

"I don't think he is the owner. Just some driver flaunting the wealth of his boss."

"Well if that's the case, shouldn't we get close to him? Who knows, if we pay him well, we may get to meet his handsome boss!" The ladies giggled among each other and indulged in the thought of their plans.

Meanwhile there was another lady who was equally stunned by the extravagance of this unknown individual. From inside the flashy store, Bethany Lawrence admired the Lamborghini made of gold and anticipated to behold the man behind the wheel. But she was equally surprised to see a moderately dressed fellow step out gently.

Was he really the owner of that car? If so then why dress so shabbily? Beth didn't care too much. As long as he was rich and he would spend on her, then she could give him a shot.

"What are you doing, babe?"

That was her boyfriend asking for her. His name was Trevor. He had taken her to this store of Elites this evening to shop for jewelries. Trevor was not a super rich guy but at least he could take care of Beth. Unlike most of her broke former boyfriends who could only afford fake diamonds, Trevor was ready to spend on her even if it meant stealing from his parents like he had done today.

"You know I would do anything for you, baby." Trevor put his arms around her waist, reaching into the skin beneath her dress. Yes, Trevor would do anything for her, but he was still leagues below whomever this car belonged to. That was the person Bethany wanted right now.

Then Trevor's eyes caught a familiar figure.

"Wait... Isn't that Adrian Blood? That punk! What is he doing here?" Trevor was angry, remembering that Adrian still owed him a few dollars.

Beth observed the driver of the golden car again, it was really Adrian Blood. She knew him as a pathetic loser at school and one of the poor fellows Trevor liked to step on. How was he ever in control of a car this expensive? Did he become wealthy overnight?