The Super Rich System

Compensation F*e: One Million Dollars

Damian, the man in the black suit, stared wide-eyed at the posters Marvin had thrown down. He then shot a sharp, furious glare at Marvin.

“Hey, you poor bastard! What the hell do you think you’re doing, huh? Looking for trouble with me?”

Marvin met Damian’s gaze without a trace of fear. “Whatever bad thought is running through your head right now, you’d better not act on it. The outcome will be terrible for you.”

Marvin spoke those words with unshakable confidence. Combined with his upright, commanding posture, they carried far more weight than usual. And Emily, the red-haired woman, noticed this immediately.

“How dare you! Fine, if that’s how you want it!” Damian snapped, then let out a long, sharp whistle.

Two seconds later, the club’s front door swung open. Two large, burly men dressed in black t-shirts and black jeans stepped out. They looked toward Damian, waiting for his orders.

“Teach this guy a lesson and dump him in the trash!” Damian yelled, pointing straight at Marvin.

In an instant, both men turned their eyes toward Marvin—their gazes fierce, radiating open hostility. Their biceps and triceps bulged visibly beneath the short sleeves of their shirts.

Marvin sighed, then glanced at Damian with an air of lazy indifference. “Are you really sure you want to go through with this? This is your final warning.”

Damian’s response? He spat on the ground and growled, “Beat him as hard as you want. Leave him crippled if you have to.”

Hearing this, Emily’s eyes went round with shock. “Mr. Damian, there’s no need to take it this far—”

“Shut your mouth, you useless woman!” Damian barked. “Once I’m done dealing with this worthless beggar, I’ll handle you next.”

Emily immediately lowered her head and pressed her lips shut, her courage vanishing in an instant.

None of this escaped Marvin’s notice. Now he was certain she was exactly the person he needed to help and rescue.

“Nothing personal, buddy. We’re just doing our job,” one of the large men said.

“Relax. We won’t hurt you that badly if you come to your senses and leave right now,” the other added.

Marvin took a deep breath and let it out slowly. He found this situation familiar—much like what had happened near the lake not long ago. He was confident he could handle both men easily.

And that was exactly how it went. The moment the two men got close enough to grab him, Marvin moved with blinding speed. He took them both down in one smooth motion, leaving them kneeling on the floor, groaning in pain.

Marvin stood calmly right behind them, between the two, twisting one of each of their arms behind their backs.

“If I’d gone all out, you two would already be crippled,” Marvin said plainly.

Emily stumbled back two steps, covering her mouth with both hands. Damian froze in place, his eyes and mouth wide open in utter disbelief. He clearly had never expected to see something like this.

Meanwhile, the two large men continued to groan in agony. Having no intention of hurting them further, Marvin released their arms.

They nearly fell over, but quickly scrambled to their feet and backed away from Marvin, eyeing him warily while clutching their sore, twisted arms.

Marvin turned his attention back to Damian. “Got any more tricks up your sleeve? If not, I’m taking her with me,” he said, pointing toward Emily.

Emily lowered her hands, still looking completely confused.

Damian glanced briefly at Emily, then fixed his eyes on Marvin again. After seeing firsthand how easily Marvin had defeated the club’s two guards, he knew he could not win this through brute force. But he still had one more card to play.

“Fine. You can take her—on one condition. You pay the compensation f*e. One million dollars!” he declared.

Marvin narrowed his eyes and glanced at Emily for a split second. Seeing her shocked reaction, he realized Damian had named that outrageous sum specifically to stop him from taking her away.

But for Marvin right now, one million dollars was no problem at all. His account balance was more than enough. He pulled out his phone.

“Give me your account number. I’ll transfer it right now,” he said.

Damian smirked, fully convinced Marvin was only pretending to have that kind of money. He rattled off his account details and took out his own phone.

“I’ll give you one minute. If the money doesn’t hit my account by then, she stays here and you get out,” Damian said, pointing at Emily again.

Emily’s face was still filled with confusion. Was this stranger really willing to take her away? Was he actually ready to spend one million dollars just to do that?

“Done. Check your incoming transactions,” Marvin said, tilting his chin slightly and slipping his phone back into his pocket.

Damian frowned, though his smug smirk remained. But the moment he checked his account activity, that smile vanished completely.

“You… you actually transferred one million dollars…?”

“The money is there, isn’t it? Now you have no right to stop me from taking her.”

Marvin walked over to Emily and gently took her hand. Looking straight into her eyes, he gave her a reassuring nod.

“Let’s go.”

Emily’s lips parted slightly, but she said nothing. She remained quiet as Marvin led her away from the nightclub.

Damian also stayed silent, just watching them walk off. The two security guards did the same, still holding their aching arms.

After walking some distance, Emily pressed her lips together, blinked several times, and suddenly stopped in her tracks.

Marvin halted too, turning back to look at her. “Is something wrong?”

Emily did not answer right away. Instead, she took a long, deep breath and let it out slowly.

“Why are you doing this? Are you trying to help me? Have we met before somewhere?” she asked.

Marvin frowned and let go of her hand. He turned fully to face her directly.

“Am I trying to help you? The answer is yes. If you’re asking why, it’s simple—I saw you needed help. As for whether we’ve met before, the answer is no, we haven’t.”

His straightforward reply only left Emily more confused.

“But… why? Why help me? You even spent a whole million dollars for it. That… that just doesn’t make sense,” she said.