chapter 9

Vivian made a quick call, and within minutes, a black limousine pulled up in front of the mall. Miles barely had time to react before a chauffeur stepped out and opened the door for him.

"Shall we?" she asked with a polite smile.

Miles hesitated for a fraction of a second before stepping inside. The interior screamed wealth; leather seats, ambient lighting, and even a minibar stocked with drinks he couldn't pronounce.

He had never been in a limousine before, let alone one that felt like it belonged to a billionaire.

As the car smoothly pulled onto the road, Vivian turned to him.

"You're looking for a car, correct?" she asked.

Miles nodded. "Yeah. Something nice, but not too crazy."

Vivian gave an approving nod. "A practical approach. You don't want to attract unnecessary attention too soon. But, of course, you still need something that fits your new status."

Status. That word still felt strange to him. Days ago, he was worrying about lunch money. Now, he had enough cash to buy a high-end car without blinking.

After a short drive, they arrived at Prestige Motors, a luxury dealership that looked more like a high-end art gallery. Black glass panels, polished marble flooring, and a quiet atmosphere that exuded exclusivity.

The moment they walked in, a sharply dressed salesman approached.

"Welcome to Prestige Motors. How may I assist you today?"

Vivian took the lead. "Mr. Miles is looking for a high-performance luxury vehicle. Something elegant, but not too flashy."

The salesman nodded, instantly understanding. "Right this way, sir."

Miles followed him, passing rows of luxury cars; Porsches, Bentleys, Maseratis. He wasn't looking for something too extravagant. Just reliable and powerful enough for day-to-day use. Then, he saw it.

The Audi RS7.

Sleek. Sporty. The perfect balance between performance and subtlety. Not too flashy, but it still exuded presence.

"This one," he said.

The salesman grinned. "Excellent choice. The RS7 is one of the finest performance sedans available. A twin-turbo V8, 591 horsepower, and a top speed of nearly 190 mph."

Vivian gave a small nod of approval. "A very refined choice, Mr. Miles."

Moments later, he was in the driver's seat for a test drive. The moment he pressed the ignition, the deep rumble of the engine vibrated through him. The feeling was… surreal.

Out on the open road, he eased onto the accelerator. The response was instant. Power, control, smooth handling.

"This is… nice," he muttered.

Vivian chuckled. "I take it you like it?"

Miles nodded, keeping his focus on the road. It wasn't just about having a car—it was about freedom. He wouldn't need to rely on buses or taxis anymore. He could go anywhere, anytime. And with a car like this, traveling would be a completely new experience.

Back at the dealership, they handled the paperwork.

The price was $120,000.

Miles didn't hesitate as he tapped his card.

[Ding!]

[You have spent $120,000]

[Ding!]

[You have received a 10x rebate: $1,200,000]

[Your balance is now: $11,238,171]

His fingers tightened slightly around the receipt. The system was just too good.

He had gained money by buying a car. 'How the heck does that even happen?'

'If I keep using this right… How much can I actually make in a day?'

With the keys in hand, he stepped outside, his brand-new car shining under the sunlight.

Vivian stood beside him, arms folded. "How does it feel?"

Miles took a deep breath, running a hand over the smooth hood. "Like I just unlocked a whole new way of living."

She smiled. "That's one way to put it."

Driving back to the mall, the reality of his situation finally started sinking in. He had just bought a six-figure car without losing a dime. The system turned every purchase into profit.

Which meant… he could keep going.

The key was spending wisely. Buying things that mattered.

His mind ran through the next priority: School.

He needed clothes that fit his new lifestyle. Before today, his wardrobe was nothing but a handful of old hoodies and jeans. He couldn't keep showing up to class looking like a broke college student.

He'd few suits, a good watch, and a laptop for assignments. Now, he needed more casual everyday clothes.

By the time he pulled into the VIP parking area, his plan was set.

Vivian turned to him as they arrived. "Would you like to pick up all your purchases now, or have them delivered?"

Miles paused. If they were delivered, it would be to his aunt's house.

And right now? He didn't have the energy to deal with her.

Just imagining her bombarding him with questions… "Where did you get all this money? Are you involved in something illegal? Who are you hanging around with?"

'Yeah. No thanks.'

"I'll take them now."

Vivian nodded. "Very well. I'll have everything rounded up."

She walked off, handling the details efficiently.

With time to spare, Miles wandered back into the mall.

His eyes landed on a tech store. Then, something else caught his attention.

A gaming console display.

His little brother had always wanted a PlayStation 5, but their family could never afford it.

Miles smiled to himself and walked up to the counter. "I'll take a PS5."

Price: $500.

[Ding!]

[You have spent $500]

[Ding!]

[You have received a 10x rebate: $5,000]

[Your balance is now: $11,243,171]

He glanced at the system message and shook his head. "11 million dollars, this is ridiculous…"

But in the best way possible.

Walking back to the car, he spotted Vivian approaching with a mall employee, pushing a rolling rack stacked with several neatly packed bags—his purchases from earlier.

He'd already informed her about him needing everyday clothes, and she simply said she'd take care of it.

Her eyes landed on the bag in his hand. "Another purchase, Mr. Miles? What else could you possibly need?"

Miles adjusted the bag in his grip, smiling as he responded. "This one's for my little brother."

Her expression softened slightly when she said this. "That's very thoughtful of you."

They reached the car, and as the employee began loading up the trunk, Vivian stood beside him.

"This has been quite the shopping trip," she commented.

"It really was," Miles said, leaning against the car. "Clothes, a car, and a laptop for school. It feels like I'm actually getting ready for my future now."

Vivian let out a light laugh. "A good way to look at it."

Once everything was packed, she gave him a warm smile. "It was a pleasure assisting you today, Mr. Miles."

Miles nodded. "I'll definitely be back."

She chuckled. "I look forward to it."

Sliding into the driver's seat, he started the car, thinking about his next stop, picking up Charlie.

As he gripped the steering wheel, he took a deep breath, letting everything that just happened sink in.

'This morning, I was just another broke college student, struggling to make ends meet. Now? I own a luxury car, bought an entire wardrobe, and somehow, my bank balance is bigger than before.'

He glanced at the sleek interior, running a hand over the leather steering wheel.

'It still doesn't feel real. A few days ago, I was worried about affording textbooks. Now, I just spent over a hundred grand without hesitation… and got more money back than I spent.'

He tapped his fingers against the dashboard, still trying to wrap his head around it.

'This system is too much. Unlimited cashback? It's not just making me rich, it's multiplying everything I spend, and with no catch…that worries me.'

His gaze shifted to the bags in the backseat.

'At least I didn't just buy random stuff. The suits? Those were necessary. If I'm going to be dealing with high-class people, I need to look the part. The laptop? Also important for school. The car? A practical choice. It's fast, reliable, and doesn't scream 'billionaire.'

He exhaled slowly, shaking his head.

'I need to be careful. It's easy to get carried away, but flashing money around too much will attract attention. Too much, too soon, and people start asking questions.'

He gripped the wheel a little tighter.

'No need to rush. Play it smart. Stay under the radar.' He finally concluded his thoughts.

With that, he pulled out of the parking lot. There was still a lot to figure out, but one thing was clear—this was just the beginning.