Free Web NovelChapter 41: I’ll thank you in advance
Alexander looked back and forth between the two of them, his brow furrowing as he noticed the bizarre, silent understanding passing between the city’s most untouchable logistics king and this mysterious seer.
The sheer contrast between Xavier’s typical cold distance and his current compliance was jarring.
"What exactly is your relationship?" Alexander asked, his tone filled with genuine confusion. "How do you two know each other?"
’He’s my first cash cow,’ April thought instantly, a hilarious image of Xavier with a literal cow bell flashing across her mind. But she was very sure that wouldn’t sound nearly as cool or enigmatic if it actually came out of her mouth.
Instead, she offered them a brilliant, perfectly composed corporate smile. "He’s simply my first client, ahead of you. So, you two should get along nicely."
Xavier’s expression remained perfectly stoic, though a faint glint of amusement touched his eyes at her blunt description.
Alexander, on the other hand, let out a rough, half-startled chuckle, shaking his head. He was beginning to realize that normal rules simply didn’t apply to the woman currently walking toward the penthouse exit.
"Samuel," April murmured, gesturing toward the glass doors as she stepped into the hallway. "Let’s go. We have to visit the bank once again and deposit the two fat checks Mr. Greels was so generous to write me. And after that, we’ll do some serious shopping." freewebnovel.cσ๓
"Right behind you, Miss April," Samuel replied flawlessly, stepping into place a precise half-step behind her, his tablet tucked away.
"Miss April," Alexander called just as she stepped into the elevator and she turned around to look at him. "For the gold leaf matcha tart, I will have it delivered to you."
Hearing that, April got excited. She had completely forgotten about it but he brought it up. For an arrogant guy, he sure was attentive.
"Then I’ll thank you in advance," she said and pressed the elevator button so the doors could close.
The steel elevator doors slid shut, cutting off Alexander’s intense gaze and the bustling, quiet efficiency of Xavier’s medical team. freeωebnovēl.c૦m
The moment they were completely alone in the descending elevator, a brilliant, thoroughly unbothered grin broke across April’s face. She adjusted her purse on her shoulder, and let out a small satisfied breath.
Fifty million from her morning deal, plus a cool hundred million just to read the old man’s fortune. One hundred and fifty million dollars earned in a single, chaotic morning.
"Billionaires really are the best," she muttered under her breath, a soft, delighted chuckle escaping her lips.
Samuel stood beside her, his posture perfectly straight, though his ears picked up her low murmur. "I beg your pardon, Miss April?"
"Oh, nothing, Samuel," April replied smoothly, tapping her Titanium Pro phone against her palm. "I’m just incredibly satisfied with the local market value today. Since we managed to finish up here so quickly, let’s make our quick detour back to the bank before we carry on with our initial schedule. I need these checks cleared and resting safely in my bank balance before we hit the trade sectors."
"Right away, Miss April," Samuel said, his fingers already checking to see how far his easier message had been executed. He had informed a chauffeur to get back the sedan they had left at the Hensen’s Lounge and it looked like they were already here.
April watched his calm, focused profile out of the corner of her eye, her amusement lingering.
He was doing such a flawless, attentive job, completely unaware that in just a few short hours, his entire personal life was going to implode into spectacular heartbreak.
She almost felt a tiny sliver of pity for him—but mostly, she was just incredibly eager to pull up a front-row seat and watch the drama unfold tonight.
’But first,’ she thought, her eyes gleaming with anticipation, ’unhinged wholesale shopping.’
When the elevator hit the ground floor, they slipped out through the secure rear exit, bypassing the standard hospital lobby entirely.
Within minutes, they were back inside the plush, air-conditioned interior of the luxury sedan, driving through the city traffic toward the elite banking district.
The transaction at the second premium bank was even smoother than the first and the last.
With Samuel presenting the undeniable corporate verification of Reed Industries and the undeniable signature of the Greels Commerce Group, the managers cleared the funds with terrifying speed.
Bzzzt.
The crisp vibration of her phone signaled the automated update. April swiped the screen open, her eyes lighting up as she read the glorious text message: Account Balance: $207,893,000.00.
Two hundred and seven million dollars.
April leaned back against the leather seat in the car, a profoundly satisfied, predatory smirk locking onto her face as the sedan pulled away from the bank and headed toward the industrial trade warehouses.
She looked out at the bright, bustling city streets, the colorful billboards, and the crowds of ordinary people completely oblivious to the countdown hanging over their heads.
The world was still so beautifully vibrant, and with her amassing wealth, she was going to buy up every single color it had to offer.
The rest of the afternoon dissolved into a blur of aggressive, unhinged consumerism.
April dragged Samuel through massive wholesale districts, industrial food depots, and specialized agricultural warehouses.
She didn’t bother with small details or individual packages; she bought by the pallet, by the crate, and by the ton. Rice, grains, powdered milk, canned meats, preserved vegetables, fresh beef, corn, and endless rows of non-perishable goods—it didn’t even need to have a long shelf life, she bought it all. After all, time in her spatial dimension was frozen.
Whenever a transaction cleared, April would casually instruct Samuel and the warehouse workers to step outside for a brief moment, claiming her non-existent and efficiently working logistics team would move it in no time, but Samuel knew how they would lead. What he didn’t know was how it was happening.
Every single time she walked out of the storehouse, the massive, towering pallets of food would be entirely gone. Vanished into thin air.
Samuel’s composure was pushed to its absolute limits. His eyes darted around the empty concrete floors, his brow twitching as he looked back at April. The warehouse managers looked utterly horrified, as if they had just witnessed a witchcraft trick, but April didn’t give a single, solitary explanation. She didn’t care if they looked at her weirdly or thought she was a monster. She just tucked her hands into her pockets and smoothly ordered Samuel to drive to the next location.
By the time they cleared out their third massive warehouse of the day, April slid back into the plush leather seat of the luxury sedan.
Leaning her head back against the headrest, she closed her eyes, appearing to the outside world as though she were simply resting from a long day of shopping.
But in actuality, her mind plunged directly into her mind’s landscape.
All the slots had been filled and there was even a lot that had yet to be shelved so that called for... an expansion. It was time to level up.
[Ding! Current Capacity has reached 10,000 / 10,000 cubic meters.]
[Spatial Dimension requirements met. Leveling up...]
[Congratulations! Spatial Dimension has successfully reached Level 2!]
Suddenly, the invisible walls of her white, sterile storage cubicle shattered. The boundaries rushed outward at a breathtaking velocity, expanding so fast it made her mental avatar dizzy.
Level 2 Unlock Rewards
Capacity expands to 100,000 cubic meters.
Unlocks the Revitalization Spring (pure, toxin-cleansing water source—also deals in scar removal).
Unlocks Custom Architecture Features (ability to shape the terrain inside).
April watched in fascination as the leftover 6,000 cubic meters of supplies she had purchased smoothly carried over, neatly settling into a tiny fraction of the massive, newly unlocked void.
Current space: 6,000/100,000 cubic meters.
With 100,000 cubic meters at her disposal, she finally felt a true sense of security. She could hoard an entire country’s worth of resources now.
