[Ding! Congratulations, Host. Mission accomplished. You are now the highest shareholder of the Bloodlust Gangsters Organization having invested five hundred million dollars equivalent to 10% shares.]
John sat in his Rolls Royce, a special feeling washing over him. He had accomplished the mission successfully and secretively, with no one the wiser about his involvement. The sense of triumph filled him, a blend of relief and pride.
The smooth leather of the car seat, the gentle hum of the engine, and the luxurious ambiance of the vehicle all seemed to amplify his satisfaction. He felt invincible, as if he could conquer anything now. This was just the beginning of what he could achieve.
As he drove towards the city, the promise of the super reward still echoed in his mind. What could it be? He couldn't wait to find out. But first, he needed to celebrate this victory in style.
John decided to head to Golden City to grab something to eat. He felt the need to indulge, to savour this moment of success. Arriving at the city, he made his way to one of the most competitive hotels, the Apex Special Hotel. The sight of the hotel's grand facade and opulent architecture filled him with anticipation.
He parked his car in the designated parking lot, guided by a soldier in charge. The hotel's exterior was magnificent, with towering glass windows and a grand entrance that spoke of luxury and comfort. Inside, the lobby was equally impressive, with marble floors, elegant chandeliers, and plush seating areas.
The hotel's interior was a blend of modern and classic designs, creating a welcoming and luxurious atmosphere. There was a cinema area, where wrestling matches were being played on large screens, adding to the lively ambiance. Glass tables that seemed to float in the air added a touch of futuristic elegance.
John took a seat at one of the tables, feeling the plush comfort of the chair. He looked around, taking in the sight of guests enjoying their meals, servants attending to them with grace and efficiency. It was the epitome of luxury.
He ordered an expensive meal, one that most rich people preferred—Wagyu beef steak with truffle mashed potatoes, paired with a glass of vintage red wine. As he waited for his meal, he watched the wrestling replays on the cinema screen.
The wrestling match was intense, featuring two formidable characters. One was a burly man with rippling muscles, his presence dominating the ring. The other was a lean but agile fighter, moving with the grace of a panther. Their every move was calculated, each blow landing with precision and power.
John found himself engrossed in the match. The burly wrestler, known as Titan, delivered a powerful slam that shook the ring. His opponent, Viper, quickly retaliated with a swift kick, demonstrating his agility and speed. The crowd roared with excitement, their cheers echoing through the hotel.
As the match continued, the tension built up. Titan and Viper were evenly matched, each refusing to back down. Their skills and endurance were impressive, keeping John on the edge of his seat. The match ended with a dramatic twist—Viper managed to pin Titan down, securing a hard-fought victory.
John couldn't help but admire their abilities. The display of strength, skill, and determination resonated with him. He felt a special feeling of inspiration, knowing that he too had overcome significant challenges to achieve his mission.
After finishing his meal, a servant handed him the receipt and a card for payment. He glanced at it—$750. John nodded, pressing his phone to complete the transaction. "Okay, done," he said, feeling a sense of satisfaction as the payment went through.
After his phone indicated a message from the bank, John decided to check his balance. {Confirmed. $750 transferred to Apex Special Hotel. New Family Bank Account balance $500,078,450. John marvelled," Wow! My bank account has the numbers..."
The meal had been worth every penny, not just for the food but for the experience as well. Feeling rejuvenated, John decided to explore the city further. He wanted to find some clothes and shoes that would match his handsome outlook.
Leaving the Apex Special Hotel, he drove his Rolls Royce through the bustling streets of Golden City. The city was alive with activity, the streets lined with shops and restaurants. Just 200 metres to the west of the city, near the Golden Superhighway, he spotted a clothing boutique store branded as JAXEN MEN CLOTHES DESIGNERS.
John parked his car beside the building, where a designated parking area was available. As he stepped out, he noticed a few people admiring his Rolls Royce. The sleek design and luxurious features of the car always drew attention.
"Nice car," a passerby commented. Many people turned their attention to the car. This car was not common and not for many in the entire world.
"Thanks," John replied with a smile.
He entered the store and was immediately welcomed by the staff. The interior was spacious and well-organised, with sections for ordinary orders and a VIP section for high-end deals. The atmosphere was inviting, with soft music playing in the background and the scent of expensive cologne in the air.
A young lady approached John, her green eyes sparkling with friendliness. Her elegant figure and silver hair were striking, and her smile was warm and genuine. "Welcome to JAXEN MEN CLOTHES DESIGNERS. I'm Joy. How can I assist you today?"
John smiled back. "Hi, Joy. I'm John. I'm looking for some new suits, casual wear, and shoes."
"Of course, John. Right this way," Joy said, leading him to the VIP section. "We have some of the finest suits here. Let's start with those."
They walked through the section, Joy pointing out various suits. "This one is a classic black Armani. Perfect for formal occasions," she said, holding up a suit.
John nodded appreciatively. "Looks great. I'll take it."
Joy continued showing him different suits, each more impressive than the last. They joked about the prices, with John making a quip about needing a loan to afford some of them. "This one's almost as expensive as my car," he said, making Joy laugh.
They picked out five pairs of suits, each carefully selected to match John's style and build. "Now, where are the casuals?" John asked.
"Right this way," Joy said, leading him to another section. "We have a great selection of cargo pants, t-shirts, and casual shoes."
John browsed through the items, picking out five pairs of each. The conversation flowed easily, with Joy making witty comments and John responding in kind. They discussed everything from fashion trends to the latest movies, making the shopping experience enjoyable.
After selecting the clothes, John was directed to the dressing room to try them on. Joy waited outside as he changed into one of the suits. Looking at himself in the mirror, he couldn't help but admire the fit. "This is perfect," he muttered to himself.
Joy heard him and chuckled. "Glad to hear it. Do you need ties or any accessories?"
"Yes, I need ties to match these suits. And an expensive watch if you have one," John replied.
Joy quickly returned with five ties and an exquisite smartwatch. "This watch is $80,000, made by Patek Philippe. Only four pieces in the entire world, and we have one of them here. It's accompanied by powerful headphones as a gift."
John examined the watch, impressed by its design. It was gold-plated with a sleek, modern look. "I'll take it," he said, admiring the craftsmanship.
Joy then showed him the shoes—both official and casual. Each pair was designed to perfection, ensuring comfort and style. John felt a special feeling wash over him as he looked at the collection he had amassed.
At the payment counter, a beautiful woman processed his items. She confirmed the prices: five pairs of suits and their ties were $40,000, official shoes $25,000, casual cargo and t-shirts $12,000, and the smartwatch $80,000, totaling $157,000. John got out his card and completed the payment.
After, the transactions had completed, his account balance was $500,121,300. The transactions had taken $150. John knew that indeed he had spent more but he had to look decent.
This was the most he had ever spent on clothes but it felt right. Everything was carefully packed and carried to his car. John thanked Joy, who handed him her card. "Sir, don't mind leaving me your contact. I'd like you to place more orders with us."
John smiled back with a special feeling. "I'll definitely be in touch..."
As he drove away, he couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement. He had accomplished his mission, indulged in luxury, and was ready for whatever came next. The super reward awaited, and John was more than prepared to claim it.
John remembered he had promised to chair a meeting with all employees in the mansion as he drove back to the mansion. He had to get used to them and introduce to them as the new owner.