More than that, it was the perfect cover. If I could help this woman and assist with building their AI, I'd have a legitimate explanation for any wealth I acquired as Dark Peter if mom asked. A job worth $700,000 initially, potentially millions annually if the company survived.
Even if I couldn't pull off the full mission, I could at least get the job and save this woman's life. Can't let a beauty die, can I? Plus, with Dark Peter's abilities for uncovering secrets and Peter Carter's enhanced intelligence, I might actually be able to strike a deal where I stayed hidden while helping her fight back.
'A princess becoming a genius overnight,' I thought, already formulating the plan. 'That's going to be my angle.'
My hands were already flying across the laptop keyboard, digging up everything I could find about Quantum Tech's CEO. The system had given me just enough information to start building a strategy, and with my enhanced intelligence, it was surprisingly easy to piece together an approach.
The more I researched, the more I realized this wasn't just an opportunity—it was destiny. Everything that had happened with the system, with Madison, with Isabella, had been building to this moment. This was my chance to step into the big leagues and prove that Peter Carter wasn't just some lucky kid with supernatural abilities.
This was my chance to become someone who mattered.
Picture this: Charlotte Thompson, the incompetent princess who'd inherited billions, suddenly becoming the brilliant CEO everyone thought was impossible. Someone creating revolutionary innovations while she takes all the credit. Someone building technological breakthroughs while she gets celebrated as a visionary genius.
'And nobody would ever know I was the one creating everything.'
This wasn't about helping Charlotte grow or teaching her to actually run the empire her father built. This was about working with her with her as the perfect front for my own operations while I did all the real work behind the scenes.
'The ultimate shadow genius who creates everything while someone else gets the glory.'
See, the beauty was in the arrangement. Charlotte would get the public credit she desperately needed to maintain her position and legitimacy, while I'd be the invisible creator generating every innovation, solving every problem, building every breakthrough. She'd take credit for my genius while providing me with perfect legal cover and millions.
'What's the point of having unlimited knowledge if you can't use it to build an empire without anyone knowing you exist?'
The corporate vultures circling her company wanted to destroy Charlotte and consume her father's legacy. I wanted to save it by becoming its hidden architect. She'd be the CEO the world celebrated, taking credit for my innovations and basking in recognition for my achievements, while I'd be the invisible mastermind actually creating everything they'd praise her for.
'This is how you build an empire while letting someone else be the face of it.'
But the real genius? The legitimacy it would provide for my operations. Every innovation would be "hers" publicly, but I'd be the one actually creating it. Every breakthrough would make her famous while I remained invisible. Every dollar earned would be completely legal and above board, with no questions about where a teenager got millions or impossible technical knowledge.
'Because officially, Charlotte Thompson would be the brilliant creator.'
I wasn't going to be Charlotte's partner or mentor. I was going to be her secret architect, her invisible creator, her hidden genius providing everything she'd get credit for. She'd bask in recognition for innovations I built, while I enjoyed the perfect cover for unlimited wealth generation.
'The shadow genius who creates an empire while someone else takes all the credit.'
The corporate vultures? They'd never see me coming. They were all focused on destroying Charlotte or competing with the visible players. None of them would think to look for a teenage nobody who didn't officially exist in their world but was actually creating everything they were trying to compete with.
'I'd be the ultimate invisible operator in corporate warfare.'
Every innovation I created, every breakthrough I achieved, every million I made—it would all be completely legitimate because officially, Charlotte would be the genius behind everything. No questions, no investigations, no one wondering how Peter Carter suddenly became a tech mastermind.
'Because officially, I wouldn't exist as anything more than a consultant.'
Charlotte would be the celebrated genius CEO who saved her father's company with revolutionary innovations. I'd just be... nobody. A shadow that nobody looked at twice. Free to create without limits, without scrutiny, without anyone suspecting that the real genius belonged to someone they'd never even notice.
'This is how you win the game by letting someone else think they're playing it.'
The perfect setup: I create everything, she gets all the credit, and I build an empire while remaining completely invisible to everyone who might want to stop me.
The Super Mystery Box better be worth the risk of getting murdered by billionaire conspirators.
I wasn't going to apply through their stupid channel. Why compete with twenty other desperate applicants when I could approach Charlotte directly? Why fight for recognition when I could have something infinitely more valuable—complete anonymity combined with unlimited influence?
Time to offer Charlotte Thompson the partnership she desperately needs.
My enhanced intelligence was already mapping out the approach. I'd need to research her schedule, find a way to get a private meeting, and present myself as the solution to her problems. Not as someone seeking to control her, but as someone offering genuine support and expertise.
The shadow genius who could help her transform from struggling heiress to confident leader.
The system mission offered 100,000 SP and a Super Mystery Box, but this plan offered something potentially more valuable—a chance to build something meaningful while remaining completely invisible. I wouldn't take over Charlotte's company; I'd help her build it into everything her father dreamed it could be.
And she'd get all the credit.
But first, I needed to understand exactly what kind of corporate warfare I was walking into. If Charlotte's father really had been murdered, and if there were traitors inside the company positioning for a takeover, then I wasn't just offering to help with technical problems.
I was offering to help fight a war.
[Mission Accepted]
But not the way the system expected. I wasn't going to be Charlotte Thompson's employee. I was going to be her secret partner, her invisible mentor, her hidden ally in building something incredible.
The genius in the shadows who helps create empires instead of stealing them.
Twenty applicants were fighting for a job posting. I was about to offer something infinitely more valuable—genuine partnership with someone who had the knowledge she desperately needed.
And complete discretion about where that knowledge came from.
Time to find out what happened when unlimited intelligence met someone who genuinely needed help—and was willing to keep the source of that help completely secret.
But first, I needed to figure out exactly who I was going up against—and how a teenage "genius" could convincingly solve problems that had stumped an entire company worth eight billion dollars.
Fine, system. Let's save a princess and steal a company from some corporate vultures. What could possibly go wrong?