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Thug and Idol: 10X Rewards Second Identity System

[Ding!] [Your pickpocketing skill increased by 5. Reward: your PP increased by 50.] “System, use my Pop-star Points to increase my singing skill!” … [Ding!] [You had won 1st place in the Californian Young Star contest. Reward: your CP increased by 400!] “System, put all these Criminal Points into my martial arts skill. Now I will crush anyone who stands in my way!” Tristan was born with everything he needed to become a star: rich parents and musical talent. However, after a car crash destroyed his handsome face and voice, everybody turned away from him. With his dreams burned, Tristan ran from home and became a small-time criminal to survive. Then, his own gang mates betrayed him, throwing him to the cops. But Tristan is saved by a sudden stroke of luck. [Congratulations, Tristan Hayes! You won the Heavenly Lottery. Your prise is ‘Second Identity System’.] [Increase skills and status of one identity to obtain 10x rewards for the other one.] Mafia and showbiz may appear far removed from each other, but both are united by money and ruthlessness within. Now it’s Tristan’s time to navigate both realms to become the world’s first mafia superstar! === No romance. All bitches want Tristan, but Tristan needs no bitches. #bros_before_hoes. There will be mafia and showbiz related stuff in equal proportions. Updates daily. BONUS CHAPTERS: Castle = 10 chapters (released within next 30 days) Gachapon = 25 chapters (released within next 30 days)

Garessta · Urban
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174 Chs

Bullying a poor CEO for benefits

"Is this your decision, or your boss's? Or the boss of your boss's? I want to talk to him. I want to talk with Mr. Garstean!"

As he said this, Tristan rose slightly in his seat and pinned the agent in front of him with a gaze full of authority.

That look and voice would've been enough to make an average man sweat and comply. However, the agent had years of experience working with prissy and bitchy showbiz people. Even someone like Tristan, someone the agent was warned about, was not enough to make him give up immediately.

Clenching his fists nervously, the man shook his head.

"Mr. Gemello, I apologize again, but Mr. Garstean's decision was—"

Tristan forcefully cut the agent off. He leaned forward in his seat, putting even more pressure on the way he addressed the man.