LEGACY OF A BILLIONAIRE SON-IN-LAW

Part 006

Leon spent the next few days trying to push thoughts of the stubborn girl out of his mind. No matter how much he focused on other tasks, her face and sharp words kept popping up.

“Forget it,” Leon muttered to himself one morning, getting ready to head out. “I have bigger things to deal with.”

The system tasks had kept him busy, but today he wanted a break. He grabbed his jacket, checked his phone, and decided to treat himself to a good meal. The weather had cleared up, and the thought of eating at a luxurious restaurant seemed like a nice distraction.

Leon arrived at La Belle Royale, one of the most upscale restaurants in the city. Its golden lights and marble entrance made it look like a palace. People in elegant suits and dresses walked in and out, chatting and laughing. Leon stepped inside, his calm confidence setting him apart from the crowd.

He was about to ask for a table when his attention was drawn to the far end of the restaurant. A loud voice echoed through the place. “I don’t care for excuses!” a man’s angry voice boomed.

Leon’s gaze shifted toward the source of the commotion. A tall restaurant owner stood there, yelling at someone hidden from view behind the counter. The voice was so familiar it made Leon pause.

“Why does this scene remind me of… before?” Leon thought, a heavy feeling sinking into his chest. He clenched his fists. It reminded him of the Winters family. The insults. The laughter. The humiliation. They used to yell at him just like that.

Leon shook his head. He didn’t want to remember. Just as he stand to interfere, he froze. Across the room, standing near a table, was Ethan.

Leon’s lips curled into a faint smirk as he watched Ethan laugh with a woman who clung tightly to his arm. The woman was tall and glamorous, with fiery red curls cascading down her shoulders. Her dress sparkled in the dim lights, hugging her slim figure like it was made for her.

She had sharp features, bright red lipstick, and expensive jewelry clearly someone who enjoyed luxury. Leon let out a small breath. “Another chick? Ethan really hasn’t changed.” He almost pitied Sophia for her taste or maybe her parents for making such cheap choice for their daughter.

Leon strode across the restaurant, his steps measured and deliberate. He stopped near Ethan’s table, placing his hands casually in his pockets. “Nice suit, Ethan,” Leon said with a hint of sarcasm. Ethan’s laughter cut off abruptly, and he turned to face Leon, frowning. “What do you want?”

Ethan said, looking Leon up and down with a sneer. “Surprised to see you here. Don’t tell me you’re lost?”

Leon smiled coolly. “Lost? No, I just came to admire how cheap your suit looks up close. What’d you do to find it on sale? Or did you… steal it?”

Ethan’s face darkened, and the woman beside him gasped softly, leaning closer to whisper something in his ear. But Ethan ignored her, locking eyes with Leon.

“Watch your mouth, Leon,” Ethan said sharply. “Not everyone has to live in poverty like you. Some of us have real lives.” He grabbed a fork from the table and waved it lazily. “Unlike you, I can afford this.” He shoved a bite of expensive steak into his mouth, chewing smugly.

Leon tilted his head slightly, still calm. He stood up from his seat and walked towards him. “Oh? You’re eating well today. Must feel good pretending to be rich when you couldn’t afford two meals back when I knew you.”

The people at nearby tables turned their heads, sensing tension. Ethan’s face grew red. “Don’t talk like you know me,” he spat. “What are you even doing here? You can’t afford this place. You probably can’t even pay for a glass of water.”

Leon raised an eyebrow, unbothered by the insults. He pulled out a sleek black card and held it between his fingers.

“You worried about me, Ethan?” Leon asked, his voice low but clear. “Here, let me make this simple.” He turned to a passing waiter and gestured toward Ethan’s table. “Bring me the bill for his food. And add everything I’ve ordered as well.”

The waiter blinked in surprise. “Are you sure, sir?” Leon had mistaken her for

“Absolutely,” Leon said, sliding the card toward him. “Take it. I’ll pay in cash too, if that’s easier.” Ethan’s mouth fell open as Leon leaned closer with a smirk. “You’re eating on me today. Don’t worry, I’ve handled your bill. You’re welcome.”

The waiter returned moments later with a printed bill. Ethan stared at the numbers $1,200 for the full meal and drinks. Leon pulled out his wallet and casually handed over crisp hundred dollar bills.

Ethan looked stunned, unable to hide his embarrassment. The woman with him looked away awkwardly, tapping her nails on the table. “That’s… enough, Ethan,” she whispered. Leon turned back toward Ethan. “Enjoy the food, buddy,” he said mockingly. “It’s on me but don’t choke.” He chuckled. the lady with Ethan gave Leon a wink.

"Slut." Leon muttered.

He turned to leave, walking calmly toward the entrance. Just before he reached the door, he glanced back toward the counter. The restaurant owner who had been yelling earlier was gone, and so was the person he’d been screaming at. Leon frowned slightly.

“Who was that?” he wondered. He didn’t know why, but the scene tugged at him. Leon stepped outside into the cool night air, feeling oddly satisfied. He chuckled softly to himself. Ethan’s embarrassed face would stay in his memory for a long time.

He climbed into his sleek black car a custom model with tinted windows and a leather interior. The system screen glowed faintly on the dashboard.

Task Update Complete.

“Perfect,” Leon muttered. He leaned back in his seat and sighed. But as he drove through the city streets, his thoughts circled back to his earlier encounter at the hospital. That girl. The stubborn one. Who was she? Why had the system chosen her as his next challenge? He had no name, no way of finding her.

“This is going to be harder than I thought,” Leon muttered, gripping the wheel.

The night wasn’t over yet, and Leon felt a strange sense of anticipation in his chest. He knew things were only beginning. The system had given him goals to achieve, and he would stop at nothing to accomplish them.

Leon glanced at his phone as it buzzed with another update from the system. He smirked faintly.

“Don’t worry,” he said quietly. “I’ll take everything back. Every last thing they took from me.” As he drove away, the city lights stretched out before him, and the quiet hum of the engine filled the car. Leon knew his life was about to change even more and this time, it was all on his terms.