Riches After Betrayal

On the sports field of Singve University

"Tristan, I'm breaking up with you." Ellie Harrison crossed her arms over her chest and looked at Tristan Stanfield coldly.

"What?! Why? Ellie, what did I do wrong? Why are you doing this to me?" Tristan ran his fingers through his disheveled hair in distress.

They had been together since high school. After graduating, they were both accepted into Singve University. In the eyes of their classmates and teachers, they were the perfect couple.

Tristan had thought that this was just the beginning of the rest of their happy lives together, but unexpectedly, Ellie broke up with him-on his birthday!

"Tristan, I don't have feelings for you anymore. Just leave. I don't want to see you again!" Nose wrinkled in disgust, Ellie fanned her face as though she was trying to drive away a pesky fly.

"Ellie, tell me the truth. Are you seeing Kevin Vance? Is that what this is about?" Tristan's eyes turned bloodshot, anger surging in them.

Three days ago, he saw Ellie get in Kevin's car. At the time, he thought his eyes were deceiving him and comforted himself that a pure girl like Ellie wouldn't betray him. However, reality slapped him hard in the face.

"So what? Tristan, man up and quit pestering me. Kevin will be here soon. I don't want him to think that we're still together." As Ellie spoke, she retreated a few steps back, as though she was afraid of being associated with Tristan.

"Kevin's nothing but a playboy! He won't value you the way I do. He just wants to play with you! I'm the only one who truly loves you! Ellie, please don't break up with me. We can work this out!" While Tristan spoke, he reached out and tried to hold Ellie's hand.

But Ellie withdrew her hand and looked at Tristan with unmasked disgust. "Don't touch me! Tristan, I never wanted to be with you. I feel like I wasted my time. You don't have a house or a car. You can only work for others and struggle for life after graduation. I don't want to suffer anymore. Just look at the necklace Kevin gave me-it's worth a hundred and twenty thousand dollars! It would take you a few years of hard work to be able to afford this necklace! He can give me the life I want. Can you? You can't, because you're just a penniless loser!"

"Money, money, money! Is money really so important to you?" Tristan flew into a fit of rage.

"You're the idiot if you can't see that money is everything!" a voice sounded from behind them.

Clad in his designer suit and wearing a luxury wristwatch, Kevin walked over with a mocking smile.

"Kevin, didn't I tell you to wait for me in the car? I said I'd come to you once I break things off with this loser." Ellie wrapped her arms around Kevin's neck and batted her eyelashes at him flirtatiously.

Kevin slipped his arm around Ellie's waist, making sure to stroke her ass while he was at it.

Ellie didn't shy away from his touch. Instead, she moaned with pleasure, encouraging him to touch her some more.

Seeing this, Tristan felt as though his heart had been ripped into pieces. In a rage, he balled his hand into a fist and was about to throw a punch at Kevin.

Reacting fast, Kevin lifted his foot and kicked Tristan in the chest, sending him flying into the air before landing on the ground. Before Tristan could prop himself up, Kevin slapped him across the face and stomped on his chest.

"Tristan Stanfield, listen up. Ellie's mine now. I'm going to take her to Breezy Hotel for lunch, then we'll get a room at night. You loser, I really want you to see how she moans like a slut under me."

Hearing Kevin's words, Tristan wriggled his body fiercely to break free, but to no avail.

Kevin looked condescendingly down at Tristan as though he was an ant. Then, Kevin pulled Ellie into his arms and smiled at her obscenely. "Babe, I bought you some sexy panties for later. We're going to have a lot of fun tonight! This loser could never satisfy you, but I can!"

After saying that, Kevin licked his lips hungrily. Without warning, he shoved his hand into Ellie's collar and rubbed her breasts wantonly.

Ellie's breathing quickened. Her cheeks turned as red as a tomato and her eyes turned dull with lust.

Still struggling on the ground, Tristan felt a surge of mixed emotions-anger, heartbreak, and disgust. The feeling was so overwhelming that he felt dizzy.

He had been with Ellie for three years, but he never even held her hand.

In his eyes, Ellie was as pure and holy as a goddess.

Unexpectedly, she turned out to be such a slut.

Anger was the emotion that triumphed over all. Tristan clenched his fists and pounded on the ground as he watched the two walk away. He roared, "Money, money, money! If I become rich one day, I'll make you pay the price!"

The metallic taste of blood filled his mouth, choking him. He couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood. The next second, his vision went black, and he passed out on the sports field.

The blood stained the ring on his finger. In an instant, the ring seemed to absorb the blood.

The ring used to belong to Tristan's parents, and he had worn it since childhood.

Twenty years had passed, but this was the first time the bronze ring emitted a strange light.

After some time, Tristan gradually came to.

He slowly opened his eyes, only to find himself lying on a bed in the school infirmary.

Just as he was struggling to get up, his finger accidentally touched the bronze ring.

A tinny sound suddenly rang in his brain.

"Ding! You've activated the Magnate System...

First novice task activated: consume one million dollars! Once the mission is accomplished, hidden achievements will be activated and you will be rewarded by the system.

Task time: 24 hours.

The system's payment is in progress..."

Hearing the strange, robotic voice in his brain, Tristan was dumbfounded. He looked around blankly, wondering if someone was playing some sort of trick on him.

Just then, Tristan's phone vibrated. When he glanced at the screen, he saw that it was a notification from the bank.

"Your account received a transfer of $1, 000, 000. Your current balance is $1, 000, 078."

Stunned beyond belief, Tristan's hand went numb and the phone dropped onto the bed. "Am I dreaming? I've become a millionaire?!"

One million dollars?!

Tristan was shell-shocked when he read the message.

Never in his wildest dreams would he have expected such a windfall!

One million dollars! He had one million dollars in his account!

Even if Tristan worked every single day for the rest of his life, he never would've made that much!

But now, he had received one million dollars without lifting a finger!

The so-called "Magnate System" had assigned a novice task to him-to spend a million dollars within twenty-four hours. In Tristan's eyes, it was a piece of cake!

Tristan was so excited that he couldn't help but giggle, fantasizing about how he'd spend the money.

Just then, he heard some voices coming from outside the infirmary.

"Ellie broke up with Tristan?"

"Yeah. I heard that Tristan was so angry that he fainted on the spot. If Hannah Mitchell hadn't called the infirmary for him, he might still be lying unconscious on the sports field now."

"Ha-ha, really? Tristan is so pathetic!"

"Well, he's just a poor loser after all. If he was half as rich as Kevin, he wouldn't have ended up like this."

Tristan sobered up immediately. He realized that while he was unconscious, the news that he had been dumped had spread throughout the whole university.

And the bastard who stole his girlfriend was likely the one responsible!

Just thinking about it made Tristan grit his teeth angrily.

At that moment, he swore to himself that he'd make that shameless couple pay for what they did to him.

The old Tristan couldn't do anything but swallow the insults and endure the humiliation. But now that he had the Magnate System, Tristan believed that he could redeem himself!

He made up his mind to complete the novice task as soon as possible.

As soon as he left the infirmary, Tristan headed straight to Breezy Hotel.

Breezy Hotel was known to be high-end and luxurious, and it also happened to be near their school.

Tristan didn't know much about luxuries, but before, the vainglorious Ellie had wanted him to take her there.

However, as soon as Tristan heard that the cheapest dish there was $888, he instantly refused her. How could a poor guy like him afford a place like Breezy Hotel?

Tristan smiled wryly. Before, he had nothing, but now, he had a million dollars to his name. Moreover, it was his birthday today, so he decided to treat himself to a good meal.

Just as Tristan was about to enter Breezy Hotel, the hostess stopped him at the door.

"Hello, sir. Are you here for lunch?" Although she was smiling, the hostess stretched out her hand to stop Tristan from entering.

"Yes," Tristan answered honestly.

"Okay, sir. Our hotel employs a membership system, so we need you to show us your membership card before letting you in," the hostess said lightly.

"But I don't have a membership card," Tristan said, frowning slightly.

"Then I'm afraid you cannot enter." The smile instantly disappeared from the hostess's face and she addressed Tristan coldly.

"Then... How can I get a membership card?" Tristan asked curiously.

"Breezy Hotel offers three levels of membership-ordinary, medium, and senior. You need to deposit a hundred thousand dollars to get an ordinary membership card, two hundred thousand dollars for medium membership, and three hundred thousand for senior membership."

As she spoke, the hostess looked Tristan up and down in disgust. He was clearly wasting her time.

"So cheap! Can I deposit a million dollars instead?" Tristan asked casually.

One million dollars?

The hostess's jaw went slack.

She squinted at Tristan suspiciously. The young man was wearing cheap, worn-out clothes. He clearly couldn't afford a membership card here.

But because Tristan said that he wanted to deposit a million dollars, she didn't dare to act rashly. After all, there were some rich people who liked to keep a low profile.

After a while, the hostess finally replied, "Please wait a moment, sir. I'll ask the manager on duty."

"Okay." Tristan nodded.

However, just as the hostess was about to go and ask the manager on duty, a man and a woman happened to be walking out of Breezy Hotel.

A surprised voice called out his name. "Tristan? What're you doing here?"

Tristan looked up in surprise. What a small world!

The couple was none other than Ellie and Kevin.

"Tristan, you're so pathetic! You even came here to look for me? Stalker much!" Ellie crossed her arms over her chest and sneered in disdain.

"You're wrong. I didn't come here for you; I came here for lunch," Tristan answered indifferently.

"Lunch? Ha-ha!" Ellie burst into mocking laughter.

Kevin also smiled at Tristan gloatingly. Clicking his tongue, he said, "Do you know where you are, Tristan? This is Breezy Hotel! This is the best hotel in all of Aylbupool! A single dish here can make a poor man like you go bankrupt."

As he spoke, Kevin patted the imaginary dust off his expensive suit. Then he pointed at the kennel across the street and sneered, "You see that? That's where you belong! Get out of here. If you show up in front of us again, I'll make your life miserable."

Kevin's tone suddenly turned fierce.

Tristan decided to just ignore the obnoxious couple. After all, today was his birthday, and he also had to complete the Magnate System's task.

But he wasn't going to just let them go either. He'd remember how they humiliated him today and make them pay in the future.

Without so much as looking at the two, Tristan took out his bank card from his pocket and handed it to the hostess. "Take this and process my membership application."

The hostess hesitantly took the card.

Judging from the clothes Tristan was wearing and what Kevin and Ellie said just now, she couldn't help but suspect that Tristan was bluffing.

After thinking for a while, she decided to ask the manager on duty.

As soon as she left, Kevin walked up to Tristan and placed his hand on the latter's shoulder.

"Are you pretending to be deaf, Tristan? Let's be real. You collect trash and eat leftovers at school every day. Do you really have enough money in your card? I know you only have a few dollars in your account."

Tristan cast a cold glance at Kevin. Without saying a word, he plucked Kevin's hand away from his shoulder.

Bored by this scene, Ellie strutted over to Kevin, deliberately swaying her hips from side to side provocatively. "Kevin, this idiot doesn't have any money in his card. I used up all his money every month. And his roommates said that he's only been eating bread in the dormitory lately."

"Oh, my God! Really? That's terrible!"

Kevin pretended to be surprised, but the next second, he burst into laughter. "Even my dog lives a better life than you. Tristan, how about this? Kneel down and beg me; then I'll give you our leftovers. What do you think?"

"Kevin, don't do that. Save the leftovers for the dogs. As for Tristan... He's worth even less than a dog!"

"True. Even dogs deserve more than him! You should've broken up with him a long time ago. I don't know how you put up with such a loser for so long."

"It's because I didn't meet you sooner! I would've dumped him long ago if I had met you earlier!"

The two looked at each other flirtatiously, and Kevin even licked his lips with an obscene smile.

Tristan, on the other hand, didn't flinch. He just stood there calmly.

Just a few hours earlier, he was just a poor guy. He could do nothing but vomit blood and pass out on the sports field when this shameless couple humiliated him.

Now that he had the Magnate System and one million dollars in his account, he didn't feel the need to argue with these worthless people.

When Kevin saw that Tristan was unfazed, he flew into a fit of rage.

Just as he was about to teach Tristan a lesson, the hostess came running toward them.

"Kevin, look! She's back with his card! It was declined so quickly!" Ellie laughed complacently.

Unexpectedly, the hostess completely ignored Ellie and Kevin. She walked right past them and went straight to Tristan.

Having been ignored, Kevin frowned and took out a black card from his pocket. He waved it in front of the hostess impatiently. "See this? I'm a senior member of your hotel. Now I'm going to use my privilege to ask you to drive this piece of trash away. I don't want to see him again. Do you hear me?"

Kevin was very arrogant. He barked orders at the hostess as though she was his servant, straightened his suit, and looked at Tristan with disdain.

To Kevin's surprise, the hostess still ignored him. Instead, she stood respectfully in front of Tristan and bowed to him deeply.

"Mr. Stanfield, I'm really sorry. I wasn't thinking straight just now. I hope you can forgive me for my rudeness! Mr. Stanfield, please accept my sincerest apology! I hope what happened just now won't affect your appetite."

Seeing the hostess bowing and apologizing to Tristan humbly, Kevin and Ellie were stunned.

Before the two could react, the hostess suddenly straightened up and violently shoved Kevin and Ellie out of the way. To Tristan, she smiled and gestured at him to come inside the hotel. "Mr. Stanfield, this way please!"

Seeing that Tristan was about to enter Breezy Hotel, Kevin stopped Tristan decisively and roared, "Wait just a fucking second! You're letting this loser inside? Why?"