Super Wealth System

“What the hell is this?! Get out, both of you! Get out, damn it!”Jack Hall slammed his hand against the window of the white car that had stopped in his yard, after seeing his wife, Elena Moore, making out with his manager.Earlier, Jack had been busy helping his wife's family decorate the living room with ribbons, flowers, and colorful balloons for some kind of celebration. He had come home early from his business trip out of town, but was not even given a chance to drop his suitcase in the bedroom or change clothes.Though unsure, Jack assumed that the decorations were for his own birthday. That was why he had returned home earlier than planned, wanting to surprise his beloved wife.Little did he know, it was Jack himself who would be the one shocked—more accurately, in a state of complete disbelief!Elena and Victor Exton, Jack's manager, gasped. They had no idea that Jack was home. They got out of the car anxiously.“Honey, it's not like you think.”“That's right, Jack. Don't take

On his way to the restaurant, Jack's attention was caught by a sight when his scooter stopped at a red light. Under the shade of a large, leafy tree, a group of street children sat in a circle, huddled around food brought by a young woman. They looked happy, munching on pieces of bread wrapped in white paper.Jack's neatly aligned teeth were visible as he watched the young woman ruffle the hair of one of the children. "She’s a kind woman," he commented.[Her name is Emma Wexler, 24 years old, and she works as a waitress at a bakery. She often brings leftover food from her workplace for the street children. She rents a place in a densely populated area with her grandmother, which is about 500 meters from here.]Jack was stunned by the sophistication of the System, which could describe someone’s background in such detail. However, before he could respond, the honk of a car behind him pierced the air, signaling that the traffic light had turned green. Jack revved up his scooter again."S

The elevator doors opened when it reached the first floor. Jack stepped out after observing the happiness of the guests upstairs. He walked slowly, sat in a simple chair reserved for him, right at the edge of the room, without a table.Jack smiled contentedly as he noticed the staff treating the guests very well, even though their appearance was clearly different from the usual guests at the restaurant."Would you like to sample our dishes, Sir? We would be happy to prepare it for you," a woman's voice surprised Jack. It wasn't a server; it was the restaurant manager herself.Jack smiled. "Maybe a cup of coffee."Mrs. Sisca called for a waiter, asking for authentic civet coffee to be made. She asked again, "Is there anything else, Sir? I apologize that the VVIP membership didn’t exist before; for now, only the VIP room is available. But don't worry, the dishes and service we offer are certainly more special than what the VIP members usually receive."In fact, Mrs. Sisca was a bit conf

Jack smiled sarcastically. He deliberately stepped hard on Paul's big toe. “Relax, Mr. Hogweed. I like a bargain.”Paul grimaced. Even though Jack's weight was far below his, it was still painful for Paul to have his big toe on a pedestal. But he couldn't get angry. Paul instead held Jack's foot, “Tell me sir, I'll do anything, as long as you keep my sins a secret from Grace.”Jack removed his foot from Paul's big toe. “That's easy. Do three things for me.”Paul paused for a moment to think. If it wasn't because of his wife, he wouldn't have done those three things for Jack, let alone kneel before him like he did now. Even so, he couldn't bargain.“Yes, sir, with pleasure,” he replied while holding back his irritation.“First, apologize to her.” Jack pointed at the woman named Laura Kills.Paul turned to Laura and gave her a sharp look. In his heart, he strongly opposed Jack's request. His pride was being torn apart! But his tongue tried to negotiate nicely, “Sir, I'll do anything, b

The Paradise Roadway brothel offers three types of rooms for customers who wish to stay with a prostitute or gigolo: standard room, single room, and paradise room. The cheapest rental cost is, of course, for the standard room. These are small booths lined up, measuring 3x2 meters, containing only a bed."Do you know how much the rent is per night for the best room here?" Ava stared sharply at Jack while signaling for the executioners to return to her side.Jack didn't respond; instead, he looked at Laura, who appeared pale. He put his arm around Laura's. "Calm down, Miss, everything will be fine."“What's good?” Ava snapped. “At the very least, I'll shave his hair off to break even. She lost her crown for making me lose a customer.”“You're not going to do that.” Jack gave Ava a sharp look. “Get ready to kiss my feet.”Ava burst out laughing, as did the others. They both knew that Jack, who they considered a hobo, would have to give thousands of dollars to save Laura. And that was imp