Come Back Next Year

"What is the use of having a car if you can't drive it? What's the use of having an aircraft if you can't fly it?"

[Just find a person who can do it. Problem solved.]

For real, Jack didn't know what to do next. But all the same, he decided not to think about it for now. He would think about it another time.

So, he went back to the mansion and took a good rest. When he woke up the following day, he found several system notifications hanging in front of him.

[You've earned $118,353. Multiplier applied. You've received $11,835,300.]

[Thirteen new first income rewards received. In accumulation period.]

After removing the notifications from the front of his vision, Jack took the phone on the bedside table and looked at the bank's message.

{Flyers Bank Savings Account Received $11,716,947. Your Balance is $114,396,007.}

Jack had told the managers that the income would be handed in at the end of the week. For that reason, Jack only received the bonus that came after the multiplier.

Now, it was already seven in the morning. So, he got out of bed and headed downstairs to prepare breakfast for himself.

After he finished preparing the food, he headed to the gym to do some workouts. After an hour, he took a shower before going back to the kitchen for his breakfast.

Since he had been in the gym for over an hour, the food had already gotten cold. With no other choice, he put them in the oven to warm up for a while. Fried eggs, several slices of toasted bread and a cup of coffee.

After that, he decided to start by visiting Homescope Properties Limited. He wanted to finish the payment for the palace. After all, how could a millionaire like him have a small debt of tens of millions? In fact, it was less than twenty million.

He changed into a white shirt, a pair of navy blue pants, white sneakers and a black leather jacket.

Getting out of the mansion, he went to the garage. The walls were still raised and nothing had changed since he left the previous day. Going to the switch, he flicked it and everything went back to being normal as the staircase and pathway disappeared into the ground.

In the garage, there was a Bentley Continental GT, a Suzuki and a Bugatti Veyron. Currently, the Bentley Bentayga was being parked at the apartment that he'd gotten George, Agnes and Charles. Even the freightliner was there.

He drove the Bentley out of the compound, heading straight towards Homescope Properties Limited.

Within thirty minutes or so, he'd already gotten to the building where the Homescope Properties Limited was located. After parking the car, he headed straight in.

Jack's current style, although not that much of a show of strength, showed that he could at least afford some properties, either renting or buying. So, the moment that he entered, a lady went forward to greet him.

"Hi handsome, would you like to buy a house?" The lady asked with a smile.

"I'm sorry. But, I'm here to complete the payment." Jack replied sincerely. He looked at the crowd and noticed that the lady that had attended to him previously wasn't present. So, he couldn't depend on her to complete the procedures.

"Can I get the manager?" He asked the lady.

The lady wasn't happy at all. After all, she thought that Jack was here to buy a house. In that way, she could earn a commission. Who knew that he was here to pay the money for a house that he took on installments?

"I'm sorry but the manager is busy." The girl replied plainly. Her face no longer had that smile that was on when she was welcoming him.

Jack was surprised by such a drastic change in attitude. But, he wasn't here to joke, he was here to complete the payment before going to look for a building that could act like the headquarters of Jackson Enterprise.

"So, how am I going to be helped here," Jack asked.

"I don't know, maybe come back tomorrow?" The lady answered, her tone getting slightly irritated.

Jack raised his brows. It was currently close to nine in the morning. How could the manager be busy as early in the morning in that she couldn't even attend to him?

"Can you let her know that I'm the one here? I'm sure that she'll let me see her." Jack asked.

"I'm sorry but I can't do it." The lady shook her head vehemently.

It seemed that the conversation between them had attracted the attention of other salesladies. Currently, there were only a few clients present in the floor on which Jack was on. Six salesladies came and one of them asked, "What's going on Gloria?"

"Humph, this guy over here cane here to pay for a small house that he'd gotten through hire purchase. Now, he says that he wants to see the manager." Gloria said all of these with her expression filled with disdain.

Jack was surprised. What the heck! When did he buy a small house? He'd purchased the biggest house that they had. And now, he was being told that he had purchased a small one?

"Oh, handsome, what Gloria said is right. Currently, our manager is quite busy. So, you'll have to come back next week." After hearing Gloria's words, one of the ladies spoke.

Jack was stunned speechless. From a single day to a whole week. What a big difference! Just as he thought that this was it, another lady spoke.

"You should come back next month. Only then will you have a higher chance of meeting the manager."

"No, next year will be better. So, you should leave now."

"Right, you should leave now, no need to block the path."

"Yes, there's too much traffic here."

Jack could only stare at them without having a word to say. Next month, what work was Sabrina doing that it would keep her busy for a whole week? Blocking the path? Aren't you the ones blocking the path?

Traffic? You're the ones that are gathered around me. Furthermore, the whole floor is almost empty, what do you mean by saying that this place was getting congested?

Seeing that their words were getting even more weird the more they spoke, Jack had no choice but to call Sabrina. Otherwise, he wasn't sure that he could handle all of this.

"Who are you calling?" A lady asked curiously.

"The manager," Jack replied sincerely.

The lady sneered and said, "Do you think that the manager gives her phone number to anyone? Let me see you call her. You can't just brag in front of me."

Jack simply shook his head as he saw that the other ladies were about to start talking. It seemed that these ladies who always fought each other for a client were quite united.

Anyway, he called Sabrina. In two rings, the phone was received. Then, Sabrina's surprised and excited voice came from the other side.

"Hello Mr. Jack. Why are you calling me?" She asked.

"Well, I came here to complete the payments but your staff members are saying that you're busy and that I'll have to come back next year." Jack said the most recent time that he was told to come back.

"What?! How dare they! I'm sorry Mr. Jack, I'll be there in a minute!" Sabrina shouted from the other end. Jack could hear the sound of things moving and he could guess that Sabrina was rushing from her office.

Jack then hang up the call. He decided not to say a word and wait for Sabrina to come down.

"Hehe, what did she say?"

"Right, did she say that she'll fire us?"

"Did you get someone to pretend to be the manager?"

Jack wondered if these ladies had taken some medicine that made them irritated. So, he decided to keep his mouth shut, his face showing no changes in emotion and at the same time, he ignored whatever they were saying.

Upon seeing that Jack was ignoring them, these ladies were angered further. They began shouting and slandering him of causing trouble here.

A small crowd that wanted to watch the show had already gathered. So, the show had to continue. Otherwise, they wouldn't subscribe to the channel.

But all the same, Jack didn't react. The ladies were getting more and more angry when they saw this. They were just about to forget about their manners and start cursing him when hurried footsteps approached them.

Followed by that was an angry shout, "What do you think you're doing?" It was Sabrina's voice. The ladies were surprised when they heard this voice.

Their bodies trembled when they saw Sabrina approaching them with anger shown on her face. She shoved some of them aside and approached Jack.

She then gave a slight bow and said, "Mr. Jack, I am sorry that I've shown you this embarrassing side."

The ladies were stunned. Then, they began sweating even more while trying to find what Jack's identity was. If even their manager had to apologize by bowing, then who were they, just small time salespersons to dare and shout in front of him?

Upon seeing how sincere she was, Jack had no intention of making things difficult for her. So, "It's okay. Nothing bad happened."

Sabrina heaved a sigh of relief upon seeing that Jack wasn't angry. She admired him even more as she had heard from a far how the ladies were slandering Jack and shouting at him.

She then shifted her gaze towards the six ladies. "Do you know what you've done? Do you know who he is? He's the one that bought the prince and princess palace, Mr. Jack Alfonso!"

Sabrina's words were like bombs in the hearts of the six ladies. They could only stare blankly at Jack, not knowing what to do next. In this, they weren't alone as the fence sitting fans were left wide-eyed.