Understood," Einstein acknowledged. "The least expensive property available is priced at fifteen thousand dollars, which implies a size of 12,000 square meters.Are you certain you wish to proceed with the purchase?"Hanna inquired."I am interested in acquiring the most luxurious villa on the premises," Einstein responded. Sir, may I suggest you reflect on your approach? Your attire speaks volumes about your financial status, which raises questions about your aspirations for a high-end property in this area. If you are merely here for complimentary meals, we would appreciate your honesty, as we have encountered many individuals with similar intentions.
Are you open to selling the house, or would you prefer that I explore other real-estate options?"Einstein replied, "Young man feel free to leave; I have no interest in this."Her colleagues joined forces to dismiss Einstein, unaware that they had just lost a valuable customer. Einstein took the situation lightly and proceeded to the next real estate listing featuring high-end villas, much to his surprise, He was greeted by a young intern, Lucy, who said, "Good day, sir.How can I assist you?"He responded, "I'm here to purchase a house." Coming from a modest background, Lucy held a respectful view towards all individuals, regardless of their appearance.
Conversely, her colleagues dismissed Einstein and advised Lucy to refrain from investing time in individuals of lesser means who are unable to purchase a house. She disregarded their presence and proceeded to engage in conversation with Einstein. She presented him with several brochures that contained comprehensive information, ranging from the least to the most expensive villa. After examining the brochures, Einstein chose the most luxurious villa, which he subsequently decided to visit for a more in-depth viewing. One of her colleagues expressed concern, stating that she was merely biding her time with someone who lacks ambition and cannot even afford designer attire; they suggested that once he takes advantage of complimentary meals and the comforts of air conditioning, he would vanish without a word. Lucy dismissed their remarks, choosing instead to guide Einstein to the location of the villa.
While on their way, Einstein turned to Lucy and inquired, "What sets you apart from others?They may have looked down upon me, but you chose to treat me kindly."She then acknowledged,"My mother always emphasized the importance of being kind to everyone, as kindness does not require effort. Furthermore, I have financial obligations to meet, which is why I cannot afford to be rude to any customer, regardless of whether they are dressed in designer clothing or not. It is essential for me to treat everyone with respect," Lucy explained.
It did not take them long to reach the villa's location, situated atop a hill. The property encompassed 40,000 square meters, and from a distance, he could discern that this villa was the most luxurious among its peers. Upon arrival at the front gate, one was greeted by a water spring nearly the size of a small waterfall. Lucy proceeded to scan the key card, causing the gate to open. Einstein was astonished by the sight before him, as the villa bore an exquisite resemblance to a royal palace. Subsequently, Lucy scanned another key card, which granted access through a door resembling a grand gate. Remarkably, the villa was elaborately furnished with the most luxurious furniture, not to mention the chandelier that elegantly adorned the living room.
Without delay, Einstein promptly informed Lucy of his intention to purchase the villa. "What is the cost?" he inquired."Sir, did you just state that you wanted to buy the villa without having completed a full tour?" she responded. "Yes, how much is the villa?" he reiterated. "This is the most luxurious villa in the entire neighborhood, priced at $3 million.Are you certain you wish to proceed with the purchase?"Lucy was astounded by the commission she would earn from the sale of such a prestigious property.
The sunset over the hill painted the marble floors of the villa in hues of deep crimson and gold. Einstein stood in the center of the massive living room, the silence a stark contrast to the cramped, noisy apartment he had shared with Felicity. For the first time in five years, he wasn't looking over his shoulder for a scowl or listening for a sharp command to clean the kitchen.
He turned to Lucy, who was still staring at the "Approved" status on her tablet as if it were a holy relic.
"Lucy," he said, pulling her from her daze. "I need one more thing. I need this place stocked. Food, clothes, and a high-end training mat. Can you handle that? I'll provide the funds."
"I... of course, Mr. Jacob! I'll have the premium concierge service here within the hour," she chirped, her voice trembling with excitement. She was no longer just an intern; she had just closed the biggest deal in the agency's history.
"Good. And Lucy? Don't tell anyone who bought this. Especially not the agents from the other firm."
As Lucy hurried out to make the arrangements, Einstein walked to the private training hall. He shed his worn delivery jacket, revealing a physique that belied his "weakling" reputation at school. Underneath the baggy clothes was a body forged by the brutal 9th Level War God training his grandfather had forced him through every morning at 4 a.m. while Felicity was still asleep.
He closed his eyes and began a series of fluid, lightning-fast movements. His fists broke the sound barrier with subtle cracks, the air pressure in the room shifting with every strike.
"Power is a burden, Ein," his grandfather's voice echoed in his mind. "Hide it until the world gives you no choice but to strike."
"The world chose today, Grandfather," Einstein whispered, sweat glistening on his brow.
The Next Morning: The Return to Campus
The following morning, Einstein didn't take a taxi. Lucy had arranged for a sleek, matte-black SUV to be delivered to the villa. He dressed in a simple but high-quality black t-shirt and trousers—nothing flashy, but the fit emphasized his straightened posture and newfound confidence.
When he arrived at the university gates, the usual crowd of students was lingering. He spotted Nick and Simon, his only true friends, standing near the bike rack, looking dejected. They were sharing a single steamed bun for breakfast.
Einstein walked up to them, a small smile on his face. "Hey. Save the bun for later. Let's go get a real breakfast."
"Einstein!" Nick gasped, looking him up and down. "Where have you been? And... you look different. Did you finally get a haircut? Or did Felicity actually buy you a new shirt?"
Before Einstein could answer, a shrill voice cut through the air.
"There he is! The deadbeat returns!"
Norah approached, flanked by a group of laughing students. She held her phone out, recording. "I told everyone you were hiding because you couldn't pay me back. So, where's my money, Einstein? Or do I need to call your 'wife' and tell her you're a thief as well as a loser?"
Einstein didn't flinch. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a stack of crisp hundred-dollar bills. He peeled off five and handed them to her.
"The debt was three hundred. Here is five hundred. The extra two hundred is for the 'patience' you claimed to have," Einstein said coolly.
Norah froze, staring at the cash. The crowd went silent. This wasn't the stuttering, embarrassed Einstein they knew.
"Where did you get this?" Norah hissed, her face turning red. "Did you rob a delivery van? Or did you finally sell your soul?"
"I found a better job," Einstein replied, turning his back on her. "Nick, Simon, let's go."
"You don't just walk away from me!" Norah yelled, reaching out to grab his shoulder.
Einstein didn't even turn around. He leaned slightly to the left, and Norah's hand slipped off as if he were made of oil. The momentum sent her stumbling forward, tripping over her own feet and landing hard on the pavement.
"Einstein Jacob!" a booming voice echoed. It was the Dean of Students, accompanied by none other than Felicity.
Felicity looked at Einstein with a mixture of shock and fury. She had come to the school to finalize a marketing contract for the university's new stadium, but seeing Einstein—the man she had kicked out—standing there looking defiant made her blood boil.
"What is going on here?" the Dean demanded.
"He pushed me!" Norah cried from the ground, pointing a shaking finger. "He robbed someone and now he's attacking students!"
Felicity stepped forward, her eyes cold. "Einstein, I told you not to show your face. Give that money back to whoever you stole it from and leave this campus immediately. You're embarrassing me."
Einstein looked at Felicity—really looked at her—and realized that the woman he had tried to please for five years was nothing more than a stranger.
"I didn't push her, and I didn't steal anything," Einstein said, his voice carrying across the courtyard. "And as for embarrassing you, Felicity... you should be more worried about your own company. I hear your biggest investor just pulled out this morning."
Felicity's face went pale. "How... how do you know that?"
Einstein checked his watch. "Because I just bought the debt. You don't work for the board anymore, Felicity. You work for me."