Wealth Domination System-Chapter 12: Two Women, One Throne

The purr of the engine echoed in the underground parking lot as Charles stepped out of the matte-black Audi RS7—the same one he’d paid for in cash this morning.

His sneakers hit the floor with a quiet confidence, no longer ragged from wear. He was clean-shaven, in a tailored navy shirt and minimalist silver watch. The kind of look that screamed wealth without saying a word.

People turned to stare as he entered the hotel lobby.

Even the receptionist, who once barely looked up when he delivered food, straightened at attention.

"Good morning, sir."

Charles didn’t bother answering. The system’s latest message still glowed in his mind:

> [System Update: Net Asset Growth +$20,000 in 3 days.]

[Bonus Unlocked: Passive Aura – Alpha Presence Level 1. Charisma increased against targets with social rank bias.]

His steps were sharper. His posture more upright. He felt dominant now.

And that aura? It worked.

As he entered the rooftop restaurant for brunch, three girls turned to look at him. One bit her lip. Another nudged her friend.

"Who is that?" whispered a girl in designer shades.

He didn’t care. His eyes were focused.

Sitting at the far end, wearing a too-tight red dress, was Jenna—his ex.

The girl who left him in a public cafe when he couldn’t pay for coffee. The same girl who once said, "You’ll never be more than a delivery rat."

Now? She stood up the moment she saw him, faking a surprised smile.

"Charles?" she said sweetly. "You look... different."

He pulled out the chair across from her but didn’t sit.

"I am different."

She gave a small laugh, brushing her dyed-blonde hair behind her ear. "Listen, I’ve been thinking about us. That night... I was emotional. You know how things were..."

Charles raised a brow. "You dumped me, remember?"

"I was stupid. You were working so hard and—look at you now! I knew you had potential," she said, reaching out to touch his arm.

He didn’t move. He let her fingers brush his sleeve—and watched her squirm when he said nothing.

> [System Task Available: Reject Jenna Publicly. Reward: $2,000 + Confidence Boost Lvl 1.]

Charles narrowed his eyes.

"Funny," he said. "You knew I had potential? You posted a video of our breakup. Laughed with your friends. Said I was ’futureless.’"

Her face paled.

"That was a mistake—I deleted it—"

"It had 30,000 views before that," he cut in coldly. "I remember the comments. And I remember you walking out while I sat there humiliated."

She shrank in her seat, eyes darting left and right.

A waiter approached awkwardly. "Would you like to place an order, sir?"

Charles smiled. "No need. I was never staying."

He turned without another word and walked toward the elevator.

Every eye in the restaurant followed him—including Jenna’s, which burned with shame and disbelief.

---

Back in the Audi, Charles let out a breath.

> [Task Complete. Reward Credited.]

[Confidence Boost Lvl 1 Acquired: Natural +10% persuasion in high-pressure interactions.]

He wasn’t just getting richer.

He was evolving.

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Later that afternoon

Charles stepped into the seminar hall at the City Financial Expo, invitation in hand.

This was his first real test—networking among investors, bankers, and venture capitalists. Normally, someone like him wouldn’t get within 10 feet of these people.

But the system had handed him a golden ticket:

> [Event Alert: Hidden Opportunity Present. Complete System Evaluation Challenge to unlock Premium Investment Channel.]

He scanned the crowd. Dozens of young professionals in suits. Some older men with silver hair and smug grins.

He moved through the clusters until his eyes landed on someone... unexpected.

A woman.

Not just any woman.

Tall, elegant, with dark brown skin and high cheekbones. Her hair was twisted into an intricate bun, and she wore a sleek white blouse tucked into high-waisted navy pants. She stood alone, tapping on her tablet.

She looked powerful.

Charles hesitated for a second—but the system chimed:

> [Target Identified: Serena Nwosu – Angel Investor. Net Worth: $14.6M. Influence Rating: A.]

[System Task: Impress Serena. Unlock Premium Investment Channel. Reward: Market Access Key.]

"Alright," he murmured. "Let’s see what I’m made of."

He walked up calmly.

"Excuse me. You’re Serena Nwosu, right?"

She didn’t look up immediately. "You’re one of the pitch kids, or a fan?"

"Neither," Charles replied. "I’m someone who doesn’t waste time." freewebnσvel.cѳm

That got her attention. She raised an eyebrow, meeting his gaze.

He extended a card—newly printed with the logo of his system-prompted startup idea: Civixa Capital.

Her eyes scanned the name.

"You’re... Charles Kane? Civixa? You’re the guy behind that viral penny stock flip?"

Word was spreading faster than he thought.

"I didn’t expect that move to make headlines," he lied.

Serena smirked. "You made 500% in a week on a crypto-backed logistics play. That’s no fluke."

She paused. "You have a seat at my table. Don’t waste it."

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An hour later

Charles sat with Serena and two other investors in a private breakout room.

He was pitching—his mind sharp, numbers crisp, tone confident.

The system fed him data in real time: Risk metrics, profit ratios, sentiment algorithms. It was like having an entire research team in his head.

"Logistics is broken," Charles said. "Small businesses are bleeding from shipping fees. I want to build a micro-warehousing model powered by AI and predictive delivery mapping."

Serena leaned in.

"You’re proposing to create the Uber of hyper-local delivery?"

"Exactly. With less risk, because the infrastructure already exists—we’re just rerouting it smarter."

One of the men scoffed. "That’s a stretch."

Serena ignored him.

She stared at Charles for a long second. "You know what? I like bold. I’ll consider your pitch."

She stood, buttoned her jacket, and left with a final glance that lingered just half a heartbeat longer than it needed to.

> [Task Complete: Serena Impressed.]

[Premium Investment Channel Unlocked.]

[New Asset Route Available: Seed Fund x Serena – Est. ROI: 22.7%]

Charles exhaled slowly.

He was in.

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That night

As Charles walked back into his temporary apartment, phone buzzing with emails and offer letters, he saw someone waiting at the building entrance.

Jenna.

Again.

This time her eyes were red. She wore no makeup. Her hair was a mess.

"Please, Charles. Just talk to me."

He paused at the gate, hands in his coat pockets.

"There’s nothing to talk about."

Tears streamed down her cheeks. "I was stupid, I know, but I never stopped caring about you."

He didn’t respond.

She stepped forward, voice trembling. "I saw that woman at the event. The investor. Are you dating her?"

Charles tilted his head. "Why does it matter?"

"Because you’re still mine," Jenna blurted, desperation flooding her tone.

Charles looked at her for a long moment.

> [System Prompt: Decision Point.]

[Option A: Let Jenna in – Unlock Lust-Based System Route. (Risk: Emotional Disruption.)]

[Option B: Cut Her Off Permanently – Gain Mental Clarity Boost & Relationship Slot Unlock.]

His fingers twitched.

Before he could choose, a car pulled up to the curb—a sleek silver Mercedes.

The window rolled down.

Serena’s voice came from the driver’s seat.

"Need a ride, Charles?"

Jenna turned, stunned.

Charles smirked.

He looked between them. Between the past and the future.

And then stepped toward the car.

Jenna’s eyes widened as the door shut behind him. The tires screeched. Serena’s lips curled into a small, knowing smile.

Jenna just lost the man she threw away.

And Charles? He had just entered a whole new world.

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