The Gilded Man With A Thousand Lives

Beep! Transaction successful!

Yara turned to Tyler with a mixed expression of relief and admiration.

“Congratulations, Mr. Tyler Grant. You are the new owner of GlobeMall! Mr. Carlisle will send you the papers shortly!”

Tyler nodded at Yara and scanned the club. The crowd that had gathered around began gossiping spontaneously.

“Whoa, is he secretly a billionaire?”

“What kind of card allows a transaction of ten million?”

“Is he a foreign investor?”

“How could Ricardo be so wrong?”

Even though most of the guests in the club’s restricted section were wealthy scions, they were shocked to see Tyler squander ten million dollars casually. Even their billionaire parents would think for days before risking such a staggering amount.

Ricardo’s voice disrupted the crowd’s buzz. “I won’t let you do this!” he spat at Tyler. “Your pathetic father can’t have it back! No way!”

A sharp smack echoed throughout the room. The former Bossman collapsed on the couch, clutching at his face in agony.

Tyler had slapped Ricardo hard across the face to shut him up.

“Be respectful when you mention my dad. He is an honorable man.”

The obese man’s face was swollen, and he looked like a half-pig. “You dare hit me! You scum!”

Smack! His other cheek swelled up even more as Tyler’s backhand showed him no mercy.

Ricardo was already streaming tears in pain. He mustered the energy and commanded his guards. “Idiots! What are you waiting for? Kill him now!”

However, the guards did not budge from their position. The leader, Drax, and his mates had gotten to his feet.

“Mr. Grant is the new owner of GlobeMall and appears like a strong and sincere leader,” he declared. “Even Miss Mathews supports him. Why would I listen to you, fatso?”

Marv and Pat, who had earlier derided Tyler, also stepped up. “We haven’t been paid salaries over the last three months. Mr. Grant has millions to invest to get this place back in order. Why would we follow you?”

In desperation, Ricardo turned to Yara.

“Yara! Why don’t you file a sexual harassment complaint against Tyler? That will disqualify him as the owner! He is an ex-convict and will be arrested immediately!”

Yara’s expression was one of disgust. “Ricardo… You are the filthiest of scum! I don’t even want to see your face here. Right now, you are trespassing on Mr. Grant’s property.” She gestured to Marv and Pat, who roughly grabbed Ricardo by the collar. His cries of woe died out shortly as he was dragged out of the club and thrown out of the building.

“Nicely done,” Tyler observed. Yara returned his compliment with a warm smile.

Tyler had expected the exchange with Ricardo to end in bloodshed. However, Yara’s support helped achieve the results with nobody else getting seriously hurt. She was a beauty with morals, a damsel who handled distress by herself.

“Come with me,” Tyler instructed her after passing several orders to the staff. She followed obediently.

The young man entered the main office and sat on the owner’s chair. He felt a sense of accomplishment, having taken back what was stolen from his father.

Yara spoke up. “Mr. Grant. You are indeed a powerful man who likes to keep his strength hidden. Now that you have purchased the mini-mall, what are your plans?”

Tyler regarded the beauty for a second. “You have an MBA degree, don’t you? And you have handled accounts for this business. Is that correct?”

Yara was taken aback by his knowledge about her but decided not to question him. She had had enough surprises today to doubt the man’s abilities. “Yes. That’s correct.”

“Alright. From now on, you’ll be the manager of GlobeMall and report directly to me. Your salary will be thirty thousand dollars a month. Do you accept?”

Yara was reluctant. “But sir, what about your father?”

Tyler shook his head. “The business is close to bankruptcy. I won’t reveal my ownership of his mini-mall until I have turned it into a mega-mall. That was his dream.”

Yara pursed her lips. She had faced the same conundrum several times before. Men in power offered her jobs and huge salaries for sexual favors.

“Mr. Grant… Why did you decide to appoint me to such an important job? Am I not a stranger to you? Please don’t be offended when I ask—Are you expecting me to be your mistress as well?”

Honestly, Yara wouldn’t mind dating someone like Tyler. But she would never agree to be anybody’s concubine or dirty little secret. Her principles were too solid and inflexible.

Tyler shook his head. “All I want to borrow is your management skills to upgrade GlobeMall into an extensive business. You will also be my assistant and coordinate any new projects that come up in the future. I hope I have made myself clear.”

Yara nodded, visibly surprised. Her instincts were right about Tyler. He was a man of quality that she could stand behind and support with pride. Moreover, he was considerate of her ambition.

“I accept the position,” she replied with a warm smile. “You won’t be disappointed.”

Just then, a commotion rose in the club. The head janitor knocked and entered.

“What happened?” Yara asked with concern. “Is there a rowdy member again?”

“No, Miss Mathews!” the janitor replied. “We found a young man unconscious in the washroom. He isn’t breathing and has no pulse!”