The handover was fast. Within the hour, Villa No. 6 in officially belonged to Jason.
The bonsai trees he had ordered were already on the way. As he checked the deposit balance on his phone, Jason turned to Parker and asked casually,
"Hey, Parker, you know anyone who can recommend a housekeeper? No way I'm cleaning a mansion this size myself."
The reason he had just dropped $5.5 million on the villa, another $650,000 on imported bonsai, and was now rushing to hire staff was simple—he needed to burn through $15 million fast.
Thanks to the system, Holly Larson's affection rating had just jumped by 30 points. Combined with the previous 170, her score had now hit 200—meeting the third milestone requirement. All Jason needed to do was spend the full $15 million to complete Task Three.
Parker chuckled. "I don't really deal with that kind of stuff, but the property manager will. He knows everyone."
A quick call later, the estate's head housekeeper arrived in person. He didn't have to, but when the buyer just paid in full for a luxury villa in cash, you made the trip.
With a warm smile, the housekeeper said, "Mr. Jason, I recommend Emma Davis. She's been in this line of work for over a decade, highly experienced, excellent references. Her last employers moved to Europe and begged her to come along, but she preferred to stay here in California. She even lives nearby—very convenient."
Less than half an hour later, Emma showed up. Mid-forties, simple attire but spotless, calm voice, warm smile—she radiated competence.
One short conversation later, they settled on terms: $15,000 for a probationary month, $20,000 monthly if hired full-time.
Jason paid her first month's salary on the spot.
Aly, Cloie, Meg, and the others who tagged along all stared, jaws nearly on the floor.
No one even envied Jason anymore. They were starting to envy his housekeeper.
Amelia especially felt a stab of regret—forget being Jason's girlfriend, even being his nanny wouldn't be a bad deal at this point.
Meanwhile, Matt and Derek stood off to the side like background extras. At this point, they knew their place.
With a few million still left to burn, Jason ordered brand-new sheets, towels, personal clothes—everything top-tier. Emma immediately got to work, cleaning the already pristine villa until it gleamed.
By evening, the group hit the villa's private hot spring, then bought fresh seafood from the local market for dinner.
The next day, everyone else had to head back to campus—one night here already cost them more than they wanted to admit.
Jason stayed behind. After all, this was his home now. No reason to keep parking three supercars at the university gate. He let Holly and Meg drive the Mercedes G-Wagon back, while the rest stayed in the underground garage.
That night, after a shower, Jason lay on the enormous California king bed, the silence of the villa wrapping around him.
Man… this place is too big.
With a faint grin, he opened the system panel.
Task 3 Complete.
Task 4 Unlocked.
Main Task 4: Spend $150 million in one month.
Raise total affection gain by 400 points.
Three girls must reach 80 affection points.
One girl must reach 90 affection points.
Reward: $100000000 + 4 Lottery SpinsPenalty for Failure: All remaining funds frozen
Jason whistled low.
This one was way tougher. Not only did he need another 400 affection points, but there were point thresholds now.
Still… with a spending cap raised to $150 million, it wasn't impossible.
He collected the $3,000,000 from Task 3 as usual—he never spent the rewards directly, saving them instead and burning through only the system's "dog money."
Finally, he tapped the lottery button. The wheel spun with a flash of light before landing on the largest slot.
Another 5 free attribute points.
Jason smirked. "Figures. The system's being generous tonight."
After clicking on the attributes panel, the numbers shifted before Jason's eyes:
Physique: 15
Strength: 14
Dexterity: 14
Spirit: 15
"Not bad," Jason muttered, feeling the stats climb.
Then he spun the lottery wheel again. This time the pointer stopped on a small icon—a heart-shaped symbol with little sound waves radiating out.
Heart Voice Charm: Allows you to hear the thoughts of women when they're upset or hiding their feelings, making it easier to fulfill their wishes.
Suggestion: Use this when a woman is angry, and you can't read her mind. It'll work wonders.
Jason raised an eyebrow. "Seriously? The system just gave me a superpower… to read women's minds? Figures. Dog-licker system indeed."
Still, he didn't complain too much. The last time he got a reward, it came in handy—even if he didn't use it the way the system wanted. Maybe this little trinket would be worth saving for the right moment.
He spun the wheel again.
This time the pointer landed on a tiny square labeled Super Serum.
The name alone made Jason sit up straight.
Super Serum: Enhance the body in all aspect.
Suggestion: Best given to women to improve posture issues like round shoulders or back pain. It can even help regulate the body, making the skin flawless and the figure perfect. After taking it, women's favorability toward you will likely rise significantly.
Jason didn't hesitate. "Yeah, sorry, ladies. This one's mine."
He gulped down in one sip without a second thought.
Immediately, heat spread from his core, searing through his limbs like molten metal coursing through veins. Within minutes, sweat poured off him. His skin tingled as if something buried deep was being forced out.
Cursing under his breath, he bolted to the bathroom, turned on the shower, and stood under freezing water.
For thirty straight minutes, the process continued until finally, the heat subsided.
Jason barely made it to bed before he collapsed, drifting into the deepest sleep he'd had in years.
The next morning, sunlight streamed into the master bedroom of the Emerald Ridge villa. Jason groggily rolled out of bed and caught sight of himself in the mirror.
He froze.
"Holy… crap."
Yesterday, he was just a lean guy—fit enough, but nothing special. Now? His reflection looked like something straight out of a Marvel casting call.
Broad shoulders. Perfectly defined pecs. Abs like carved stone. Every muscle group—from his deltoids to his lats—looked like it had been sculpted by Michelangelo himself.
Not bulky like a bodybuilder, but athletic, balanced—clothes would hide it, but take the shirt off, and he could headline a fitness magazine.
Jason blinked, running a hand over the ridges of his abs. "Yeah… okay, this is insane."
He opened the system panel again.
Physique: 19
Strength: 17
Dexterity: 17
Spirit: 15
His total stats had shot up by 10 points overnight.
Jason laughed out loud. "This stuff is way better than the system let on. Forget giving it to anyone else—eating it myself was the best decision I've made all week!"
Grinning like a maniac, he threw on some clothes. The real world had no idea the new Jason was about to walk out the door.
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