The African sovereign infinite wealth system

chapter 5

Chapter 5: The Price of Disrespect

​The dust hadn't even settled on my takeover of Omoni Heights before the first scavenger arrived.

​I was sitting in the Director’s office—my office now—overlooking the chaotic streets of Marina. The air conditioning was finally working, a luxury the previous staff hadn't tasted in months.

​[DING!]

[Mission Update: Consolidate Power.]

[Objective: Neutralize the 'Scavenger' without spending a single kobo of your own capital.]

[Reward: Silver Sovereign Level 3 (Wealth Aura) Preview.]

​A knock at the door interrupted the System’s chime. It wasn't the soft, respectful knock of my new receptionist, Blessing. It was the loud, arrogant bang of someone who thought they still owned the room.

​The door swung open. Prince Ola walked in, flanked by two lawyers in suits that cost more than their ethics.

​"Emeka," Ola sneered, leaning against my mahogany desk. "I heard you played a little trick on the creditors. Very clever. But you’re playing in the deep end now, and you don't even have a life jacket."

​I didn't look up from the document I was reading. "Ola. I see you’ve recovered from the casino. Did your father give you a fresh allowance, or are you still living on credit?"

​Ola’s face twitched. "Don't get cocky. You bought a debt-ridden company. I’m here to offer you an out. My father wants this land for his new hotel. We’ll give you fifty million for your fifty-one percent stake. You walk away with your dignity, and I won't have to crush you."

​I finally looked up. The Business Insight Eye was already scanning him.

​[Target: Prince Ola]

[Status: Desperate. His father has frozen his accounts until he recovers the Ikorodu warehouse he lost to you.]

[Fact: He is currently using a forged Power of Attorney to negotiate this deal.]

​"Fifty million?" I laughed. It was a cold, sharp sound. "You want to buy a company that owns three plots in Ibeju-Lekki for fifty million? The dirt on those plots is worth more than your entire car collection, Ola."

​"Those plots are 'dead' land, Emeka! Nobody can build there because of the zoning laws," Ola barked, slamming a hand on the desk. "Sign the paper and take the money before I make sure you’re blacklisted from every bank in Lagos!"

​"Zoning laws?" I leaned back, a mocking smile on my face. "You mean the zoning laws that were changed forty-five minutes ago by the State Government to allow for the new International Airport expansion?"

​Ola froze. His lawyers looked at each other, their faces turning pale.

​"What... what are you talking about?"

​"Check the government gazette, Ola," I said, sliding my phone across the desk. "The land you called 'dead' is now the most expensive real estate in West Africa. My fifty-one percent is now worth five hundred million. And you want it for fifty?"

​[Wealth Aura: Activated (Preview)]

​The air in the room seemed to grow heavy. Ola felt a sudden, crushing pressure. He looked at me and didn't see the "beggar" from the warehouse. He saw a titan. He saw the man who held his family's reputation in his hands.

​"You... you knew," Ola whispered.

​"I always know," I replied. "Now, let’s talk about that Power of Attorney you’re holding. Your father doesn't know you’re here, does he? If I call him right now and tell him you’re trying to sell his name for a quick fifty million to pay your gambling debts... what do you think he’ll do?"

​Ola’s lawyers immediately took two steps back, distancing themselves from him.

​"Emeka, wait," Ola stammered, his arrogance vanishing like smoke in a harmattan wind. "Let's be reasonable. We are brothers, in a way..."

​"We are not brothers," I snapped. "You watched my uncle frame me. You took Adaeze to your bed while I was sleeping on cardboard. You don't get to talk about 'reason' with me."

​I stood up, and the pressure in the room intensified.

​"Here is my counter-offer," I said. "You will go back to your father. You will tell him that Omoni Heights is now the sole developer for the Airport project. If he wants a piece of it, he will have to beg me for a sub-contract. And as for you... you will never step foot in this office again without my permission."

​"You can't do this!" Ola shouted, but his voice was weak.

​"I already did," I said. "Blessing! Show the Prince out. And if he refuses to leave, call the police and tell them we have a fraudster with a forged Power of Attorney in the building."

​Blessing appeared at the door, her head held high. "This way, 'Prince,'" she said, the sarcasm dripping from her voice.

​Ola looked at me, his eyes full of hatred and fear. He turned and stumbled out of the room, followed by his silent lawyers.

​[DING!]

[Mission Accomplished: Neutralize the Scavenger.]

[Reward: ₦100,000,000 Management Bonus + Wealth Aura Level 1 Permanently Unlocked.]

​My phone chimed with a bank alert. Another hundred million.

​[BALANCE: ₦660,000,000.00]

​I sat back down. The first "Face-Slap" was satisfying, but it was just a warm-up. My uncle, Chief Boniface, was still out there. Adaeze was still out there. And the system was already pulsing with the next mission.

​[Next Objective: The Gala of the Elites.]

[Task: Attend the Governor’s Charity Ball. Humiliate Chief Boniface in front of his biggest donors.]

​"The Governor's Ball," I whispered, a cold light reflecting in my eyes. "Time to show Lagos that the Osei name doesn't belong to a thief. It belongs to a Sovereign