TYCOON SYSTEM: THE INCREDIBLE BILLIONAIRE

Called a broke ass

The soft glow from the sunlight found it's way into the room. Inside it laid a man with a broad chest, red lips and dark glowing eyes.

Today, Lucas was at home, enjoying the comfort of the small house. Freya the workaholic had gone to work, even though he had pleaded with her to stay back just for today.

However, since he was at home, he decided to make the best of it.

The soft country side music played in his earphones and he danced and sang to the melody as the chopping of knife against the chopping stick echoed in the kitchen. The simmering sound of the hot oil in the pan made him.

Oh my, the scent was awesome. The aroma alone could drive away the sorrows of a lonely man.

In less than no time, the crunchy samosa was ready and he enjoyed it all to himself, savouring the sweet taste on his tongue and smiling with each big bite.

After breakfast, he still didn't know what to do. Maybe he should go to an eatery or a cinema? He thought.

But then, going to such places was miles away from his house in the suburbs. This was a pressing need.

Looking at it, the he was the owner of multi billion dollar company and he still loved in a small bungalow–even though it was well designed like a small haven, he still needed to get a better house in a more open and developed place.

Mobility – since his car was burned, he hadn't gotten another one. This was when it dawned on him that he had been living below his class. However, since he was bored today, that was going to change.

He picked a very simple T-shirt and a short knicker and headed out to the nearest car mart.

His eyes shone at the wonderful engines he saw. His heart thumped with joy. His gaze was fixed on a white Bugatti spider with a sleek design and tinted glasses.

This was all he needed.

His hands slowly trailed the sleek lines but a voice echoed from behind and stopped him. His heart skipped a beat.

“Hey mister, what are you doing over there?”

He was speechless. Maybe he felt intimidated by the man's towering stature and plumpy nature.

“I asked you a question!!”

“Uhm… I was ehm… I mean I was just admiring the car…”

The man with a frown raised an eyebrow.

“Admiring?”

He nodded once again.

“Yeah, admiring. I would like to buy it. I love it,” he smiled.

However, the man laughed so loud, drawing attention to him. The scornful look at him from them all didn't bother him, he was used to it now.

If there's one thing Lucas was good at, it's disguise. A billionaire with the ability to dress like an ordinary commoner and also lived in a place nobody in his class would ever agree to stay and it's just today it occurred to him he needed to change, he needed to level up.

“Sorry my good sir, but that car is not for the likes of you…”

The words pierced into his heart like a blade. It hit him hard that he literally lost his composure, examining himself from up to down, wondering what was wrong with the way he looked that would reduce his class.

“I said I want to buy it. Are you selling or not?” The seriousness in his voice echoed across the mart. The seller knew he was serious, but he didn't look like someone that could afford it, but his tone and attitude sounded like he was rich, the looks were just giving off vibes.

“Are you sure?” He needed to confirm from him because people like him came to the mart on daily basis to cause a scene and disgrace themselves. He didn't want such drama today.

Lucas on the other hand was fuming with anger. Why all the unnecessary questions? His fists trembled and begged to just touch his face, just a little bit. His eyes burned with rage and his legs trembled violently as he tried to control them with the soft taps on the cement floor.

“Do I look like I'm joking? Send me your details so I can make the payment and go get the keys and documents!” His deep voice echoed across the street and the man winced and whimpered as he struggled to call out his account details.

While he was still processing the payment, another car stopped right in front of them, the screeching sounds of the break sent shivers down their spines.

A young man in his early twenties stepped out of the car with exuding confidence and his five hundred thousand dollar diamond wrist watch glowed in their eyes and caught the attention of all. He was stunning, his limited version Luis Vuitton suits fitted him very well. His amazing sneakers bounced softly as he walked with an intimating aura straight to Lucas.

Lucas on the other hand was unfazed and didn't even know who the kid was in the first place. He didn't even look at is direction and was angry at the confused seller who had lost concentration.

“Mr… is it this email?”

However, the young man traced the sleek lines of the same car Lucas was about to pay for.

He raised an eyebrow at him in anger but the sassy kid lashed out at him.

“You got a problem, poor broke ass?”