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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)

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Investigating the dark cyclone

Tristan wasn't really worried about Asher's response. He could see that the man was already eager to develop his theories.

"This isn't anything illicit, right? And it will be quiet. And you will keep HIM," Asher pointed at Damien, "quiet. Secret."

"Absolutely," Tristan promised.

Damien folded his arms over his chest, but kept his mouth shut.

"Then I will do what I can. The doctors told me to rest, but I think I can manage some work with documents."

Asher reached into his nightstand and pulled out a brick-phone. It looked like something from 2001, but new. The screen was still black-and-white.

"The simplicity of this phone protects it from dark particles. And I also kept this number a secret," Asher explained. "My assistant arranged with the mobile network provider to hide my number when I call, and not even he knows it. But, I suppose, you will need it to communicate with me properly…"

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