World Domination Begins With Getting a System in a Modern World Chapter 62: A Gift For A Brother

Jas refused the investnt offer from the bank without hesitation, his tone polite and firm tone.

He had no intention of allowing anyone else, beside the offshore trust holding company he’s creating to handle his money.

Hanging up, he pushed the thought aside and grabbed his car key fob before leaving his room.

As he walked downstairs, he saw Patty and Leslie in the living room, casually watching TV.

"I’m heading to Ralph’s place," Jas said, walking past them.

Leslie barely looked up. "Bring back sothing expensive," she joked, smirking.

Jas scoffed. "Dream on."

Patty chuckled but said nothing.

With that, Jas walked out of the house and into the bright afternoon sun. He got into his Chevrolet Trax, started the engine, and pulled out of the driveway.

***

Jas drove to the car dealership where he had purchased his Chevrolet Trax.

The last ti he had been there, he was a struggling young man barely able to afford a decent car.

Not that he was actually struggling but his situation was miles from it currently is, as he could now buy the entire dealership if he wanted to.

But that wasn’t his goal today. He wasn’t here for himself. He ca here for Ralph.

The mont Jas walked into the dealership, he saw a familiar face rushing toward him.

Laila.

The sa saleswoman — his forr schoolmates — who had treated him poorly the last ti he ca purchase a car.

Her posture was nervous as she approached, but her voice was still professional.

"Welco back, Mr. Jas," she said, her expression uncertain. "How can I assist you today?"

Jas noticed that she added "Mr" to his na and he could tell that she was on edge.

He knew that she expected him to hold a grudge for how she had dismissed him the last ti he was here.

But while Jas was no saint, he wasn’t a petty man either, as long as no one disrespects Patty, Leslie, his late parents, or insults to a level he can’t handle, he won’t hold grudges. Also, Jas treated Laila’s attitude towards him then as her being immature.

So he simply nodded and replied in a neutral tone.

"I’m looking for a car. Sothing luxurious but not too over-the-top."

Laila’s face brightened with relief. She was still new around here and she has a monthly quota to et, and so she was happy that Jas agreed for her to attend to him.

After Jas left the last ti he ca, the cashier talked to her and she went back ho and reflected on herself. She wanted to apologize to Jas, but she felt that if she call him, it would seem like she wants to ingratiate herself with him because he’s now rich. And so, she was very happy when she saw Jas today and even happier when he didn’t hold a grudge over the last ti.

She quickly led him toward the section where the expensive cars were displayed.

As she introduced each model, Jas noticed how fidgety she was — constantly glancing at him as if waiting for so sort of payback.

But Jas remained calm, composed, and indifferent. He let her do her job as he looked around.

His eyes landed on a sleek black rcedes in the corner.

"That one."

Laila followed his gaze. "The rcedes AMG S63? Excellent choice!"

She imdiately launched into a detailed description of the car’s specifications, features, and performance.

Jas listened patiently, then cut in midway.

"I’ll take it."

Laila froze mid-sentence.

"Huh?"

"I’ll take it," Jas repeated.

There was no hesitation in his voice.

Laila’s eyes widened in disbelief, but when she realized he was serious, her face lit up with excitent.

"I probably just made her entire month," Jas thought.

***

The rcedes AMG S63 was worth $187,350.

Jas paid the full amount upfront, shocking the cashier who processed the transaction.

She rembered that Jas paid the full amount the last ti he ca too, and she can’t help but wonder how soone as young as him is so rich.

She had her questions but she didn’t ask, as she went to procees the temporary docunts. As the temporary docunts were being prepared, Jas turned to Laila.

"Do you do ho delivery for the cars?"

Laila nodded. "Yes, but there’s an extra fee for that."

"I don’t mind," Jas replied.

"Get the delivery driver ready. I want the car’s original docunts sent to this address when they have been processed," He said, and handed her a slip of paper with Ralph’s address on it.

Laila’s smile widened as she hurried off to make the arrangents.

***

Within minutes, both Laila and the cashier returned at the sa ti.

Laila had brought the delivery driver, while the cashier handed Jas the car’s docunts and key fob.

Jas took the docunts, glanced through them quickly, confird that everything was in order and then handed the key fob to the delivery driver.

"Follow ," Jas instructed.

The delivery driver nodded, got into the rcedes, and followed Jas out of the dealership.

As Jas drove off, he caught a glimpse of Laila waving at him through the side mirror, a genuine smile of appreciation on her face.

"She probably thinks I’m still mad at her."

But Jas wasn’t thinking about her anymore.

He was thinking about Ralph’s reaction.

"I hope he accepts it."

***

The drive to Ralph’s house was smooth, with the rcedes trailing behind.

Jas couldn’t stop grinning slightly as he imagined Ralph’s shock and disbelief.

He knew that Ralph wouldn’t accept an overly expensive gift, which was why he had chosen sothing luxurious but reasonable. If it wasn’t because of that, he has no problem splurging and buying him a hyper car.

After a short drive, Jas finally arrived in front of Ralph’s house.

He parked his car and the delivery driver parked the rcedes right behind him.

As Jas stepped out, the driver walked over and handed him the key fob.

Jas thanked him, paid the delivery fee, and watched as the driver left the premises.

Then, he turned toward Ralph’s house — and imdiately froze.

Standing at the door, staring at him in pure shock, was Ralph himself.

His eyes were locked onto the brand-new rcedes, his mouth slightly open in disbelief.

Jas smirked.

"Surprise, motherfucker!"

Ralph blinked.

Once. Twice.

And then, he snapped out of his daze.

"The fuck is this?!" Ralph finally shouted, stepping outside.

Jas casually tossed him the key fob.

"Your new ride," he said smoothly.

Ralph caught the key, then imdiately threw it back at Jas.

"HELL NO."

Jas sighed, already expecting this.

"You worked your ass off for . This is my way of saying thank you."

Ralph shook his head rapidly, backing away from the car like it was cursed.

"Nah, man. I can’t accept this. This is too much."

Jas smirked at Ralph’s action. Even though he was saying that, he could see it in his eyes that he very much wants to take the car.

"If it was too much, I would’ve bought you a Bugatti."

Ralph froze again, his expression twisting in horror.

"Jas, I swear to God, if you even think about buying a Bugatti—"

Jas chuckled, placing a hand on Ralph’s shoulder.

"Relax. Just take the damn car, man."

Ralph rubbed his temples, still trying to process everything.

"You really bought this for ?"

Jas nodded.

"100%."

Ralph exhaled deeply.

"Fuck..."

He stared at the rcedes AMG S63 again, then, slowly, he reached for the key fob.

He gripped it tightly, his expression a mix of emotions.

"...Thanks, man," he finally muttered.

Jas grinned as he knew Ralph was already in love with the car.

"That’s what brothers are for."