10x Cashback: Your Wealth Is Mine Chapter 49 What Was My Crime?

49 What Was My Cri?

I'd spent ti trawling through the won around twenty four year old billionaire, Wang Tae Bin and I have to say, I don't know if I should be feeling impressed or disturbed.

This dude was close to so many won, you'd think he had a billion won instead of dollars.

But one detail I found amusing was that he practically had zero won before making it big. Make of that whatever you will.

Even with all my frantic searching, I wasn't able to identify which of the won was the stamp holder. It was like searching for a needle in a haystack.

And the system wasn't about to tell who she was through the pictures. It only works by physical proximity.

"Status." I said to myself and the blue screen appeared. I'm ashad to say it took too long to check for a status screen. I was too busy trying to make sure I didn't die within the next five years. Bite .

[Status Screen]

[Na: Nicholas Voss]

[Cashback Rate: 10x (Base Rate)]

[Stamps Collected: 1/99]

[Assets: $80 million]

[Liquidity: $3 million]

[Liabilities: $70 million]

[Net worth: $13 million]

[Total Cashback earned: $70 million]

[Pending Cashback: N/A]

I was currently worth thirteen million. Ten million in Mila's costic brand and three million in my bank account.

I'd used Cooper Real Estate to take out a loan and the agreent with Oliver hadn't been signed yet.

How will I be able to rope in Quinn if I signed the agreent now? I wanted there to be a possibility of her being able to one up her brother and co to .

Besides, I wanted the news that Abstract Capital was interested in Sunset Inn to circulate through the industry first, before I made a move.

The other thing I've learned from my status is that there was a possibility that the Cashback rate could potentially increase or decrease. Which ant that in the future, I could get more from less, even if I didn't know how to increase my cashback rate. Yet.

I sighed, closing the screen as I scrolled through the Pine Press Country Club grounds.

My tennis bag was slung over one shoulder with a racquet handle sticking out of it like a flag. If the outfit wasn't telling everyone where I was headed, the racquet definitely was.

With the arrival of Jenny, getting of the loan, the trip to Monaco and the negotiations between Oliver and I, it's been a few weeks since I'd been here.

But now, I was back in the ring. Quinn would've had ti to think through and digest everything that Jenny had said about . I'm sure that now, Jenny would be feeling suprely confident at the fact that she'd turned Quinn against .

Unfortunately for her, I had a secret weapon called empathy. All I needed was space to use it.

And knowing Jenny, she'd give space. That's how confident she was.

I finally reached the tennis courts. On one court were three n, two locked in what looked like a serious match and one watching from the sidelines.

And on the next court were three won I expected to see.

Quinn, Charlotte and of course, Jenny.

I sat down on the bench beside the n's ga, casually stretching as I watched.

I could see the standing guy glance at . He was probably hoping for a match of his own. "Sorry, bro." I muttered to myself. "I have soone to et."

Naturally, Jenny noticed . I watched from the corner of my eye as she wandered over casually with a familiar look on her face.

The look of a predator approaching prey.

"Well, well, well." She said as she ca to a stop a few feet away, crossing her arms. "Pine Press's standards really must be slipping."

"What are you doing here today, Nico?" She asked. "Finally got the profits of whatever scam you're running?"

So, that's the conclusion she'd arrived at. That I'd scamd people.

I scoffed quietly, not bothering to respond to her. I kept my eyes on the ga in front of .

"Oh, so now you're the silent type." She said, having seen that I wasn't about to engage her. "I almost didn't recognize you, considering you disappeared for a couple of weeks. Where'd you run off to? Who did you scam this ti?"

I stayed silent.

The best way to deal with Jenny now was to stay silent and not give her anything to work with. She'll take your silence as a sign of defeat and she'll leave. Especially since she gets to have the last word.

She smirked at . "Fine. Be boring. But I want you to know that whatever trick you're trying to pull, I see right through it. And it won't work."

She leaned closer to , lowering her voice. "You don't belong here and the longer you stay, the more obvious that'll be to everyone."

With that, she turned back to join her friends. Their ga was over. They joked around and it later settled into a match between Jenny and Charlotte.

Quinn watched from the sidelines, slowly drifting closer and closer to where I was.

Perfect.

When Quinn was close enough, I looked up and our eyes t. She froze like a deer in front of the headlights. I gave her a small smile and looked away.

"So, you believed it."

"What?" She blurted out.

I looked up at her with the small smile still on my face.

"You believed it. Everything Jenny told you. About how I'm a scam artist."

"Aren't you?" She asked like she'd been waiting years to ask that question.

I scoffed. "Of course not."

"Are you telling Jenny lied to ?"

"What did she say to you?" I asked, looking away.

Quinn paused as if she was considering not answering before speaking. "She said you've been cast out of the Voss family and you're after soone to scam."

Perfect. It was ti to reel her in.

"Did Jenny ntion how old I was when I was cast out of the family?"

"What?" Quinn asked in confusion.

I looked up to et her gaze, expression serious. "I was three."

"What could a three year old possibly have done to warrant being cast out of the family?" I asked her, speaking earnestly.

"Was it my fault that I was born? Why should I suffer for the cri of being born?" I spat.

"Why am I being cheated over my inheritance because of who I am?" I asked, breathing heavily. I stared at her like I didn't know I had begun ranting and looked away.

I could tell that what I had said had hit her hard. She was in the sa position I was in. She'd been cut out of an inheritance just for being born a girl.

Whether she likes it or not, she'll soon begin to sympathize with .

"So what if I'm beginning to build a life of my own? So what if I'm trying to beco bigger than they expected of ? Is that so wrong?"

I t her gaze, my eyes burning with the fire of what I was saying.

"Is it wrong to want to succeed on my own?" I snarled. "That… doesn't give her the right to call a scam artist."

"Ask your friend. Ask Jenny what I did wrong to be cast out of the family and you'll know your truth."

I stood, grabbing my bag.

"Believe or not, I don't care." I said to her. "It won't stop from trying my best to reach the top."

I turned and walked away.

God damn! I must have looked cool.