Chapter3
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Payment successful!
“No way! You must have stolen someone's card? Or are you someone else's servant? You're an errand boy! You must have tricked someone!" Gerald talked a lot, letting out whatever was in his head. He didn't think that Mark could be that rich in an instant.
The shop assistant was even more embarrassed; she could only look down in fear.
Gerald clenched his fists again, trying to hit Mark, but Marissa held him back.
Gwen was silent, speechless at what had just happened.
"You seem to be the one who has no interest in this boutique, sir. Please don't make any noise other than shopping!"
Gerald was not having it; he grabbed whatever he saw at close range. "I'll buy some things here too."
Gwen closed her eyes in shame because what Gerald picked up was a red women's underwear.
While the shop assistant counted what Gerald had bought, Mark looked at the side of the cashier, a limited edition bag. One month ago, Gwen sent a photo of the bag. She forced Mark to save up and take on more part-time jobs so that he could buy her the bag. Mark had an idea; he would make Gwen gape.
“Add that bag, I'll buy it too. And that man clock over there, give me one too."
Marissa took Mark's order, then counted it, and Mark returned to pay her successfully for $6,000.
"No way! You've got to be kidding! Tell me who asked you to do this?" Gwen was hysterical.
"That bag is mine! Honey, get that bag!" Gwen whined as if she had lost her most precious thing.
Gerald threw away the underwear the waitress had just given him. His eyes were watching Mark.
Mark didn't care; he walked out of the boutique with wide steps. As Mark walked to the parking lot, he saw a shop assistant handing him a pamphlet about the latest shoes from a famous brand. The boots on offer instantly won Mark over.
"I'll take those two shoes, here's my card."
[Notification: The first mission is complete! Reward of $100,000 and +100 infinite points awarded!]
"Yes!" Mark shouted, startling the shoe shop assistant as he placed his order.
Mark looked at his purchases proudly.
"I've never felt so excited in my life. This wealth is mine, yeah!”
“You don't seem to have learned your lesson, do you?"
Mark stopped in place, seeing Kyle and Jovan in front of him. He took a step back, sensing he had bumped into something.
"It seems that someone managed to steal the money and wanted to spend it quickly? Is that so?" Gerald smiled wryly. He had just called his two friends to help while chasing Mark.
[sistem update: 100 infinite points Successfully unlocked Level 1 Body Combat Skill.]
[New Mission: Become the strongest.]
[Reward: 100+ unlimited points, one Sports Car unit.]
Mark didn't know if the system update would be useful to him. But he was going to make an experiment. At least he had the money to go to the hospital to treat his wound.
"Gerald, you're really obsessed with me, aren't you? Is Gwen starting to change her mind and doubt you? You can't afford to buy her the bag she likes? Your parents restricted your credit cards?"
Gerald's face reddened, and he gritted his teeth in annoyance. Mark's words disturbed his ego. He was always proud of his parents, but when it came to pocket money, he was already restricted because he was caught throwing a five-day, five-night party to win Gwen's heart, because only Gwen, an influencer with many followers, was never invited to his bed. He could already see Gwen and Mark's closeness, but he was not to be outdone.
"This time you won't be able to see the sunrise again!" Gerald threatened, his evil smile rising.
Jovan and Kyle threw their fists from behind, and Mark turned and dodged. He grabbed Jovan, then twisted his arm. Jovan screamed in pain, trying to fight back. Mark held him back; he could move fast and feel the wind from his opponent's movements.
Mark smiled, he who had always been the underdog, always the one who got hit and lost in their bullying, now turned the tables.
"Scum! You dare to fight back now!" Gerald was about to kick Mark, his movement, even though the direction of the wind was heard from behind, Mark caught Gerald's leg, and he immediately hugged him until Gerald screamed in pain. After that, Mark threw Gerald's body towards Jovan and Kyle. The three of them were lying on the road with serious wounds and bruises on their faces.
Jovan and Kyle looked at Mark, who was still clean, not even injured.
Mark approached, and Kyle and Jovan avoided eye contact with Mark; they were busy wiping blood from their temples and mouths.
While Gerald was still swearing. "You're going to get what's coming to you. I guarantee you, you'll be kneeling at my feet, damn it!" Gerald tried to get up, but his two friends stopped his movement. Gerald was carried away, and they left Mark, who approached them with his fists clenched.
[Mission complete! Reward given. The Ferrari is in the parking lot of the Sky Mall building, Number B3 25.]
Mark picked up his groceries again. He half ran to the Sky Mall opposite the boutique. He couldn't wait to see his first car.
When he arrived at the mall, he went to the parking lot and found the car of his dreams. He put his paper bag down. He held the body of the vehicle with trembling hands.
A man in a black suit approached Mark. "Sir, Mark Olson, here are your car keys and papers. Have a nice drive."
"Thank you."
Mark didn't want to waste time; he immediately entered the car. He stared at the luxurious interior.
He had already kept a photo of a Ferrari in his wallet; he had always fantasized about owning this cool car one day, even though everyone said he was just a trashy dreamer.
Mark kissed the steering wheel of his car many times, "You're my lover now!"
Mark exited the driver's seat, picked up his paper bag, and put it in the car. He was going to a fancy restaurant that served the best lobster in Stone Town. Lobster was a favorite of the rich because it was so expensive. He always drooled when he saw the advertisement in the magazine or the fragrance as he passed by.
But an incident stopped him before he got into the car; he saw a man in a parlour suit fall. Mark decided to help him. The man seemed to be having trouble breathing..
Mark held the man's arm.
The man looked at Mark with narrowed eyes, "Please get me my inhaler! My chest hurts so much!" The man pointed towards a black car that had its door open.
"Okay, wait and stay conscious!" Mark ran over and grabbed the inhaler from the driver's seat.
Mark returned and handed it to him. The man inhaled the air from the small object. His face showed relief. He was quiet, soon calmed down, and was much better. He could open his eyes perfectly and look at Mark's face clearly.
Mark helped him up. Soon, two people came; they approached them in a hurry, and one of them brushed Mark's hand off.
The woman with the ponytail reached into her coat, then she p
ulled out a gun, pointing it at Mark's head.
"You want to kill Mr. Morris? Don't you know who he is?"
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