Framed, Then Reborn To Rule With The Harem System.

Chapter 8

Chapter 8

Carson’s POV

The next day, I woke up early, breathing in the air of the presidential suite. Yes, I might as well pretend the air of the expensive room was way different from the one I’ve always been used to. I sat on the edge of the bed and opened the system interface.

[System Points: 500]

[Conversion still available. Do you wish to convert?]

I decided to convert another two hundred points and sixty thousand dollars landed in the account a few seconds later. The total sat at one hundred and fifty thousand. It still felt strange to look at the number and know it belonged to me.

A soft knock came at the door. I opened it to find Dana standing there in her staff uniform, hair packed neat with a controlled expression.

“I spoke to the manager this morning,” she said. “And there’s an opening in guest relations at the junior level, but it gives you floor access, guest files, and direct contact with high-profile clients. He agreed to bring you on starting today if you want it.”

“I want it.”

She nodded once. “Come down to the staff office at nine. I’ll walk you through the paperwork and make sure to wear something better than what you arrived in, I’m sure the guests wouldn’t want that type of surprise.” She added, smiling.

“Oh trust me, there’d be nothing like that.” I said.

“Good. There’s a clothing store two blocks east that opens early. Use the black card I left on the table last night if you need it.”

I glanced at the side table and there was a hotel black card placed there. Dana had already made sure I could move without friction.

“Understood.”

She nodded and left.

I showered, dressed in the new clothes I bought with the converted money, and went downstairs at nine sharp. Dana was already waiting there. I exchanged brief greetings with the manager while I went through the paperwork. It was quite short. The manager barely looked at me when he signed it off.

Within an hour I had a staff badge under the name Carson Beaumont and a brief orientation on the hotel systems.

My first shift started immediately.

The work itself was simple. Escort guests. Handle small requests. Keep the high floors smooth. I kept my head down and used the charisma boost the system had already given me. People responded without thinking. Doors opened faster. Conversations stayed polite and no one questioned the new face.

Around midday the system chimed.

[A New Side Quest Has Been Issued!]

[Successfully assist three high-value guests before end of today’s shift]

[Reward: 150 System Points + Minor Network Boost]

I completed it without difficulty. A businessman needed last-minute restaurant reservations. A couple wanted their suite adjusted. An older woman required a private car at short notice. Each one of them left satisfied. The points arrived the moment the third task closed.

[Side Quest Has Been Completed]

[150 System Points received]

[Minor Network Boost applied]

By late afternoon the lobby had grown busier. I was standing near the concierge desk reviewing the evening arrival list when two names caught my attention.

Roberts Group – Advance Team

Suite 2408 reserved under the name of a mid-level executive I recognized from my previous life. The notes said the party would arrive the following evening for a three-night stay. Private meeting rooms had already been booked on the executive floor.

I read the entry twice.

In this timeline the company was still stable. My stepmother and Lilian had not yet made their move against me. The executive coming in was one of the men who used to look past me in the hallways like I did not exist. Seeing his name on the list felt like the first real thread connecting this new life back to the old one.

Dana appeared beside me and glanced at the screen.

“Something interesting?”

“Roberts Group,” I said. “They’re sending people tomorrow.”

She made a small sound. “They use this hotel often. Usually quiet about it. Do you want me to flag anything?”

“Not yet. Just keep me updated on their schedule if anything changes.”

“Of course.”

Her voice stayed professional, but the way she stood slightly closer than necessary showed the tamed status was still active. I filed that away. Useful people stayed useful longer when they remained willing.

The rest of the shift passed in routine work. I learned the layout of the restricted floors, the names of the regular high-spending guests, and the quiet routes staff used to move without drawing attention. Every piece of information settled into place like tools being laid out on a table.

When my shift ended I returned to the suite. I stood at the window again and looked out at the same city that had once swallowed me.

Now, I have a hundred and fifty thousand dollars in my account. A job inside a hotel that the Roberts circle actually used and a woman from my past life now obedient and placed where I needed her. The system was feeding me steady growth.

I opened the interface and checked the long-term directives.

[Main Directive: Form genuine bonds with high-value women]

[Secondary Directive: Reclaim what was stolen. Destroy those who orchestrated the Host's death.]

The second line sat there without decoration. No countdown. No dramatic flourish. Just the plain statement of what I had already decided.

I would not walk into the Roberts Group tomorrow. That would be stupid. I would build first. Money. Position. People. Information. When I finally stepped into their building under this new name, I would already be someone they could not ignore.

The executive arriving tomorrow was only the first small opening. I would watch. Listen and collect whatever was useful. Nothing more for now.

I closed the system screen and turned away from the window.

The pieces were starting to move accordingly,

And I liked that.