A New life,A New Identity
Chapter Fourteen: A New Life, A New Identity
Dressing for Success
Ali stood in front of a full-length mirror in his new penthouse, studying his reflection. His old clothes—faded jeans, a simple t-shirt, and worn-out sneakers—no longer fit the image of the man he was becoming.
The system had given him a task:
[Mission: Upgrade your wardrobe.]
Ali smirked. He had never cared much about fashion, but now, things were different. His presence mattered.
He grabbed his phone and called Richard.
"I need a personal stylist," Ali said.
Richard chuckled. "I know someone in this industry.You should go George Goodman,I will make a call to make the arrangements"
An hour later, Ali walked into one of the most exclusive luxury stores in Manhattan. A well-dressed man in his mid-forties approached him.
"Mr. Ali, I'm Vincent, your stylist for today." He gave Ali a quick once-over and smiled. "Let's get started."
For the next two hours, Ali tried on designer suits, tailored shirts, and luxury watches. When he stepped out in a navy blue Armani suit with a fitted white dress shirt and polished leather shoes, even he had to admit—he looked sharp.
Ali smirked. "Perfect."
[Mission Completed: Upgrade your wardrobe.]
[Rewards: - Charisma +10 - Business Negotiation Skill (Advanced) - Enhanced Presence]
Ali immediately felt the difference. His posture became naturally commanding, his aura exuding quiet confidence. Even the store staff looked at him with a newfound respect.
The Next Step: A Car Fit for a King
Ali's next task was to buy a car.
[Mission: Purchase a car worth $100,000 - $1,000,000.]
Ali had never been obsessed with cars, but he knew the power of first impressions. He needed something that suited his new lifestyle.
He visited an elite car dealership in Manhattan. Rows of high-end cars gleamed under the showroom lights—Ferraris, McLarens, Rolls-Royces. But one car caught Ali's eye immediately.
A matte black Lamborghini Revuelto.
Its aggressive design, sharp edges, and roaring V12 hybrid engine made it a true beast.
A salesman, dressed in an elegant suit, approached him with a polite smile. "Ah, an excellent choice, sir. The Revuelto is Lamborghini's latest flagship model—hybrid power, 1,001 horsepower, and an unmatched road presence."
Ali ran his hand over the car's sleek body.
"I'll take it," he said without hesitation.
The salesman blinked. "Would you like to discuss financing or—"
Ali pulled out his black card. "I'm paying in full."
As such thing don't happen often.So,
A stunned silence filled the room before the salesman quickly nodded. "Of course, sir! We'll have it ready for delivery within a few hours."
[Mission Completed: Purchase a luxury car.]
[Rewards: - Driving Skill (Elite) - Vehicle Control Mastery - Track Racing Proficiency]
Ali felt an odd sensation, as if he had spent years behind the wheel of high-performance vehicles. Driving wasn't just a skill anymore—it was an art.
Testing the Beast
Ali stepped into the driver's seat of his brand-new Lamborghini Revuelto, the scent of fresh leather filling the air. His fingers gripped the steering wheel, and the moment he pressed the start button, the beast roared to life.
[New Skill Activated: Vehicle Control Mastery]
A smirk played on Ali's lips as he pulled out of the dealership and onto the streets of Manhattan. The power beneath his hands was exhilarating. The city blurred past him as he smoothly navigated through traffic, his control effortless and precise.
Then, a thought crossed his mind.
"I should visit my hotel."
The Imperial Grand Hotel—the luxury empire in which he now owned 7% shares. Despite acquiring the stake, he hadn't stepped foot inside to experience its service yet. It was time to change that.
He accelerated onto the highway, the engine growling like a predator unleashed. Just as he was settling into his speed, a blur of red streaked past him.
A Ferrari 296 GTB.
Ali raised an eyebrow as the Ferrari weaved through traffic with expert precision, clearly driven by someone who knew what they were doing.
A challenge?
Ali smirked and shifted gears. The Revuelto surged forward like a bullet.
With an effortless motion, he overtook the Ferrari, slipping through gaps in traffic with calculated ease. Within moments, he was far ahead.
Inside the Ferrari, a pair of striking emerald-green eyes widened in disbelief.
"Impossible."
The driver—Sarah , one of New York's most famous street racers and the heiress to a powerful business empire—had never been overtaken so easily.
She gripped the steering wheel tighter, her long, wavy chestnut-brown hair cascading over her shoulders. Her skin was flawless, her high cheekbones giving her a regal, almost untouchable beauty. She wasn't just another rich girl—she had the skills to back up her reputation.
But someone had just dared to overshadow her.
Her red lips curled into a smirk.
"Let's see who you are."
She slammed the accelerator, chasing after the black Lamborghini that had humiliated her.
Arrival at the Imperial Grand Hotel
Ali pulled up to the Imperial Grand Hotel, the valet staff immediately recognizing the car and rushing forward. He stepped out, adjusting the cuff of his designer suit, exuding confidence.
Just as he handed over the keys, the red Ferrari screeched to a stop behind him.
Ali turned, watching as ,Sarah, stepped out, her piercing green eyes locked onto him.
She flipped her hair back, a mixture of intrigue and challenge in her gaze.
"Who the hell are you?" she asked, crossing her arms.
Ali smirked.
"Just someone who doesn't like being second."
Their eyes met, tension crackling in the air.