Daniel didn’t like waiting.
Yet here he was_ seated in a dimly lit private lounge, eyes on the man sitting across him.
The mysterious man sitted.
As if he had the world on his palm.
His sitting so controlling and strong.
“You met him.” The man said.
Voice calm and metallic.
Daniel nodded once.
” Anthony.
Claim his stake like he earn it.”
“And?”
Daniels jaw tightened slightly.
“He’s not bluffing. But he shouldn’t exist in your circle.”
A faint chuckle escape the man lips.
“Yet he does.”
Silence stretched.
Daniel continued.
” Give me permission, I’ll dig everything.
I’ll find the crack.”
The man swirled the drink in his glass.
“You’re already doing that,” he said .
“What I want to know is… Will he become a problem?”
Daniel’s eyes hardened.
“I’ll make sure he doesn’t!”
The man smile faintly_ cold, unreadable.
” Careful, Daniel.”
He paused.
“Sometimes… Problems becomes an opportunities.”
Silence.
“Give me permission, and I will destroy him.”
The laughed softly.
” Avoid his edge.
He’s not a soft persimmon.
Nobody in this position is soft.” Said The mysterious man.
He paused.
“Don’t wear your emotions on your face Daniel.”
Daniel leaned back, expression controlled.
“… Understood.” Said Daniel.
°°°°°°
°°°°°°°
Anthony woke up to the beeping sound of the system again.
Almost drooling.
Beep…
Beep…
Beep…
He sat up instantly.
He state into space_ then the blue interface appeared before his eyes.
Like it had become a very part of him.
[Daily allocation activated]
[Generating Assets]
His heartbeat picked up.
This was the real power.
Not the office.
Not the title.
But this!.
The text shifted.
[Asset acquired: prime Real estate portfolio_ Lagos state.]
[Flagship property: Ultra- luxury private villa_ Banana island]
[Ownership: Anthony A.]
Anthony stunned.
“… Villa”
He stood slowly as the system feed him the details _
Not just a house.
A statement of dominance.
A waterfront estate sitting on one of the most exclusive stretches of Banana island.
A modern, intimidating, and flawless state of art.
Smart security system layered beyond normal access.
But what caught his attention_
Was beneath it.
[Underground garage access granted].
Anthony’s eyes sparkled.
The view shifted.
And then_
Two monster of cars.
Not ordinary luxury.
Not even high end.
These were machines people couldn’t just buy_
Money can’t buy even when you had it.
They waited years to even be considered for.
A matte-black Bugatti La couture Noire, sitting like a shadow in physical form.
Sleek.
Silent.
A car so rare it was whispered about more than seen.
Beside it_
A striking silver Roll-Royce boat tail.
It’s design almost artistic.
They both scream wealth_
Anthony let out a slow breath.
“This is insane.”
The hotel worker…
To owning one of the most expensive private villas in the heart of the city of Eko.
A smile spread across his face, unrestrained now.
“This system…”
He shook his head slightly.
“… You’re not holding back. Are you.”
Excitement built
Expectations for his beautiful future.
New house.
New status.
New power.
And now_
A lifestyle no one could question.
Anthony grabbed his phone.
If this was his level now_
Then everything around him had to match it.
Including the people he worked with.
A personal Assistant.
Can not be just anyone.
Anthony hopped into a cab and moved into the villa.
No fanfare, no load packing.
No hesitation.
Waving his old life goodbye.
He was dropped at the entrance of the villa.
He took a good look at the entire villa.
Taking in everything his eyes could took in.
He exhale.
He took a step toward the villa.
Every step leaving behind a certain part of him.
The gate opened silently.
Security in position.
The moment he moved into the villa completely.
Anthony deposition change.
A startling difference between the old him.
And the new him.
The charisma
The charm he never knew he had.
The sturdiness of his back.
The trait of someone who had survived all vicissitudes of life.
The doors slid open before he reached them.
A small team of staff stood ready.
“Welcome home… Sir.”
Anthony nodded…then walked past them like he had always belonged there.
“Prepare the bath.” He said simply.
No hesitation.
No questions.
“Yes, sir.”
Anthony stepped into the bathtub slowly.
Lowering himself into the water.
For the First time in days_
He allowed himself to relax.
No tension.
Just silence.
His eyes closed briefly as the weight of everything, settled into place.
After Anthony took a good,cold bath and the maids professionally dressed him well
Anthony looked at himself in the mirror.
And for a brief moment_
He didn’t see the man from the past.
He saw someone else.
Someone people would think twice before challenging.
“Good.”
°°°°° °°°°°
Across the city_
Adaora didn’t move blindly.
She never did.
Anthony Adekunle.
The name had surfaced too quickly.
Too abruptly.
Too clean.
She sat on a high, tablet in hand,eyes scanning through all the Intel’s.
She could gather about Anthony.
And finding almost nothing.
No solid financial history.
No business trail.
No gradual rise.
Just.
A 3% stake at the Lekki tech dynamics.
A newly acquired villa.
Two limited edition cars.
Her fingers tapped lightly against the glass cup she held.
“That’s not normal…”
She dug deeper.
Property records.
Corporate filings.
All informations she could get.
Each answer only created more questions.
Yet one thing remained consistent.
Everything tied to his name was legitimate.
Legally untouchable.
That alone made him dangerous.
That alone made him dangerous.
A devilish smile hung on her face.
“A man with no past… Aiming for the top”
A faint smile touched her lips.
“Interesting.”
Anthony meeting request came again.
This time_
She didn’t decline.