LEGACY OF A BILLIONAIRE SON-IN-LAW

Part 007

Leon sat quietly, tapping his phone as he called a trusted contact one who owed him a favor. Someone he helped and gave him a job. The system had given him a task, but if he didn’t know where to start, he’d have to rely on resources. The phone rang twice before a rough voice answered.

“Leon? What’s up?” the voice at the other end asked.

“I need you to find someone,” Leon said firmly, leaning back against his chair. “I don’t know her name or address, but I can describe her.”

The man on the other end groaned. “That’s vague, Leon. You’re not giving me much to work with.” Leon ignored the comment and continued. “She has long brown hair almost like chocolate. Green eyes. There’s a small scar, a mark, on her left palm. She was wearing a light blue dress with white sandals the day I met her.”

“You sure about all that?” the man asked.

“Yes,” Leon replied with certainty. He could still picture her perfectly. “Find her. Fast.”

“Fine. It’ll take me a day or two or probably weeks, but I’ll call when I have something.” He assured him. Leon has trained him in investigation skills in the most renowned investigation school after he picked him up from the street when himself has become famous. That was two years ago.

Leon ended the call and tossed his phone onto the couch. The system chimed again as if mocking him. “New task accepted. Progress: 0%.”

“Don’t remind me,” Leon muttered, staring out the window. Minutes later, Leon’s phone buzzed. The name on the screen made him sit up straighter. Mr.Thompson, the man who handled his business affairs.

“Leon,” Mr. Thompson’s voice said excitedly, “I have great news. You’ve officially acquired the.Winters’ family property. The papers went through this morning.”

Leon smirked slightly. So, it’s mine now.

“Additionally,” Mr. Thompson continued, “with the shares you hold, you now control a majority stake in their company. You can attend the shareholders’ meeting tomorrow morning.”

Leon’s face grew cold. “Not interested.

“But sir,” Mr. Thompson replied, sounding confused, “this is your chance to show them”

“I said no,” Leon cut in sharply. “You go. Represent me. Let them wonder who I am.” Mr. Thompson paused but then added quickly, “Understood. What about the ball tomorrow night? The Winters are hosting it for the board members and top shareholders.”

Leon’s smirk returned. “I’ll be there for that. Tell them nothing about me. I’ll make my entrance when I’m ready.”

“Understood, sir.”

The call ended, and Leon sat quietly for a moment. The Winters family the people who had mocked him and destroyed his life were about to face the person they had underestimated. He smirked bitterly to himself. “This is just the beginning.”

Later that day, Leon decided he needed new clothes for the ball. His wardrobe was impressive, but he wanted something that would stand out something that would make the Winters realize just how much power he now held. He drove to the city’s largest shopping mall and headed straight for one of the luxury stores.

The moment he stepped inside, the staff greeted him warmly, offering to show him their best suits. Leon browsed quietly, selecting a tailored black suit, a crisp white shirt, and an elegant black tie. As the staff prepared his purchase, a familiar voice reached his ears.

“I want this dress,” someone said, loud and demanding. Leon turned his head slightly.

It was Sophia.

Sophia stood near the counter, holding an expensive designer dress. Her perfect blonde hair fell in waves over her shoulders, and her makeup looked flawless. She was alone this time, no Ethan in sight.

Leon ignored her at first and turned back to the cashier. He paid for his suit calmly, swiping his black system card. The transaction made no noise just a quiet beep as the machine accepted the payment.

Sophia, however, noticed him. She turned, and when her eyes landed on Leon, her lips curled into a smirk. “Leon?” she said, pretending to be surprised. “You shop here? I thought you’d still be wearing those cheap suits I bought for you some years ago.”

Leon didn’t reply immediately. He handed the staff his receipt and turned to face her slowly, his expression calm. “What do you want, Sophia?”

She laughed softly. “I’m just surprised, that’s all. Shopping in a place like this must be a huge expense for you. Did you save up for months?” Her voice dripped with mockery.

Leon didn’t react. He simply glanced at the dress she was holding a bright red designer piece and then back at her.

“Are you done? I’m in a hurry.” Sophia frowned slightly, annoyed that her taunts weren’t getting a reaction. “You know, Leon, some people should learn their place. This world isn’t for everyone.”

Leon’s gaze remained steady, calm as ever. He turned to the cashier helping Sophia. “How much is the dress?” he asked suddenly.

Sophia blinked in surprise. “What?, Do you think in a year you could afford that.”

The cahier hesitated. “It’s $3,000, sir.”

Leon reached into his pocket, pulled out a stack of crisp bills, and placed them on the counter without flinching. “Here. Consider it paid.”

Sophia stared at him, speechless. “What, what are you doing?”

Leon didn’t answer. He simply turned away, picking up his bag and walking toward the exit. Sophia watched as he strode confidently through the store and out into the parking lot.

She hurried after him, her mind racing.

Leon reached his car, a sleek black sports car with tinted windows and an engine that purred softly. He opened the door and slipped inside, but before he could close it, Sophia called out.

“Leon!”

He paused, looking at her. “How did you…” Sophia trailed off. She looked at the car, the clothes, the money. It didn’t make sense. “How are you able to do this? What’s going on with you?”

Leon smirked faintly. “Why do you care?” he replied, his tone quiet but sharp.

Sophia stared at him as he shut the door and started the engine. The car roared softly before pulling out of the lot and speeding away, leaving Sophia standing there alone.

As she watched him disappear down the road, a question nagged at her mind. Is he rich now? But how? That wasn’t possible. Was it?

Leon drove through the city streets, the hum of the engine filling the silence. He smirked to himself as he remembered Sophia’s shocked expression.

“They’re starting to notice,” he muttered. “Good.”

His phone buzzed again, and he glanced at the system screen. “Progress updated: 5%.”

Leon chuckled softly. “I’ll find her. I’ll complete the task. And I’ll make every single one of them regret ever looking down on me.” The rain started to fall again, lightly tapping against the car windows as Leon drove off into the night.