The Young Billionaire
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"The crazy asses are very playful", John's mind was amused as he stepped into the bathroom.

All three of his roommates had tried to jump on him before. They wrestle for a while until his roommate realizes they are no match for him.

John smiles as he recalls how he avoided Jared's pathetic attempts at flying knees. The man was lucky he didn't end up with his kneecap destroyed.

John took off his shirt to get ready to take a shower. When he saw his own reflection in the mirror, he almost did a double take.

He used to be skinny, but now he looks really skinny. With his eyes, he traced the fields and contours of his body, noting how muscular his chest was. Then, he let his gaze linger on the stomach of his eight packs.

Clearly, the improvements made to its attributes are as real as the 1.4 quadrillion dollars in its Simp account.

All of that with just 20 Points of Upgrade. Imagine the kind of physical changes she would experience once she turned another girl into her Conquest.

Is he going to be as strong and as fast as Captain America?

John sighed and shook his head a few times. The only problem he had with the completion of his latest Simp Quest was the reward money he received. She doesn't spend enough money on Susan to receive a gift that could make her happy.

But at least the system has kept its promise. When John checked his bank account earlier, he made sure that 771.5 dollars had indeed been transferred to his account.

"Should I spend more money on Susan before completing the Simp Quest" John thought as he walked away from the mirror and towards the shower cubicle.

After showering and brushing his teeth, John stepped out of the bathroom and checked his phone.

There are some unread texts, which are opened one by one.

Julianna Zac: [Good night, my greatest benefactor!]

Susan Lane: [I realize how my actions in the past must have hurt you, John. That's why I'm glad you haven't blocked my number. It just means that a small percentage of you still care about me. I know that nothing I say now can undo all the pain I inflict on you. Even so, I want to say that I really regret the bad things I did to you. I hated myself for not realizing earlier that you were the one who really cared about me. John, please believe me when I say that I did care about you back then. What happened today only made me realize that I never stopped caring about you. Please, John. Please don't leave me. Please give me a chance to make up for it.]

Leila Smith: [God... I really don't know how to say this, but can you lend me money?]

John rereads all three messages before typing his reply.

To Julianna, he replied with a simple "good night.

He didn't even bother to reply to Susan's SMS.

And for Leila...

Under normal circumstances, Leila Smith was the type of woman that John had to avoid at all costs.

Because all Leila cares about is money.

John had already spent tens of thousands of dollars on Leila, yet here he was, asking her for money.

However, John's current state was far from normal.

In a world where the Simp System reigns supreme, John welcomes women like Leila.

Because the presence of a woman like Leila gives John the opportunity to spend his Simp Credit.

The more Simp Credits he spent, the greater the reward.

John typed in a short answer: "How much?"

John's reply had given Leila a glimmer of hope.

For two days, Leila hid in her rental home at Dream Lake Waterfront to avoid meeting with loan sharks.

Leila's fingers trembled as she typed in her reply: "Lately business has been bad, and my father still owes money to loan sharks. Please, John. Can you help us? "

Leila was telling the truth this time.

His father, Timothy Smith, had a network of 17 virtual cafes throughout the city.

His family's total assets amounted to several million dollars.

Cybercafe business is initially very profitable. If everything went according to plan, his father would get back all the money he invested in a year or two.

But then a pandemic struck, and his father's cybercafe business was hit hard.

All cybercafes across the country were barred from operating when the country entered lockdown for six months.

And now, Leila's family is on the brink of bankruptcy.

Leila has lost everything. Even his best friend, who had a close relationship with him before everything went south, began to distance himself from him.

Before turning to John, Leila had asked all her friends for help, including all the wealthy men who were attracted to her.

But when Leila tells him the amount she needs, everyone decides to break up with her.

Some of them even insulted him, calling him a gold digger and a whore.

Not that they are wrong.

But of course, Leila knew that asking people for help was a distant thing. Why would anyone give him the money he asked for? Just because she has a beautiful face and a hot body? Leila knew that none of them were so naive.

In addition, there was no guarantee that he would pay it back.

As far as they know, he can be a con man who will run away with their money as soon as the transfer is made.

Desperate, Leila asks John for help.

Leila knows that she's not John's favorite person right now because of Eli. He knew there was a good chance John would tell him to leave. In addition, the amount of money he needs is by no means small, and, as rich as John is, he may not be able (or willing) to help him.

But still, he had to try.

Taking a deep breath, Leila started typing. "I need 80 grand as soon as possible". While biting her lips, Leila added a few more lines. "I'll pay you back. I pledge. You can make a contract if you want ".

John's answer came almost instantly. "Send me your bank account number".

John had responded straightforwardly and without further ado, yet Leila felt as if she was in the twilight zone.

Is this real? Did all this really happen?

Leila quickly typed in her bank account number and hit send.

Moments later, he received a text message from his bank. "800 thousand USD credited to the 6987 account. Please contact the bank for further information ".

Leila's eyes tapped out, and her jaw opened. Eight hundred thousand!

John had just transferred eight hundred thousand dollars into his account even though he only asked for eighty thousand.

"I think there's some kind of mistake, John", Leila immediately retyped. "I only asked for 80 grand! Why did you give me 800 grand? "

A minute later, John's answer came in. "It looks like I accidentally added a zero there. Oops ".

Leila cried as soon as she saw John's SMS.

Oh my...

Drying her eyes, Leila started typing. "I know it! I know you still care about me, John! You've heard of my money problems, haven't you? You must have heard it all! Otherwise, you wouldn't have known that 800 thousand is the amount we need to repay our debt! " Leila sniffed and wiped her eyes again. "Thank you very much, John. I don't know how I'll repay you, but I promise I'll try! "

Just like that, all the stress Leila had experienced over the past two days disappeared like a puff of smoke.

Actually, the exact amount of debt of his family is 750 thousand.

Even so, there was no way Leila could earn that much money herself, even if she became a prostitute.

He only asked John 80 grand because he was afraid asking too much would scare him.

In fact, that's what happened to Leila's so-called friends and the men who were attracted to her; the same man who claimed to love, love, and protect Leila at all costs.

Those men have left Leila, but John has not.

John had transferred the money into his account without a single question.

He did not even bother putting the transaction down in writing.

Eight hundred thousand dollars.

That was more than enough to pay off his family's debts.

Warmth enveloped Leila's heart thinking of John's willingness to protect her.

It was as if a crack had formed on the protective barrier surrounding his heart. John had entered into his heart, making him feel valued and safe.

Leila Smith was, without a doubt, completely bewitched.

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