Chapter 3

"Are you a complete fool, Damon?" the angry old woman screamed as the front door closed hard. "Why did you sign those divorce papers and let that useless woman walk out just like that?"

"She actually hit my face, and you just let her go away!" the mother yelled loudly at him. "You should have locked her in the room, starved her, and taken away her bank cards!"

Damon brushed the dirt off his expensive shirt with a very calm and proud smile. "Calm down, Mother, you are getting angry over a crazy and foolish woman."

"Clara is just very confused and highly emotional this morning," Damon said with a dark laugh. "She will suffer very badly out there in the real world without my strong protection."

"I signed those papers today just to teach her a very harsh and painful lesson," Damon explained. "She has absolutely no money left, nowhere to sleep, and no actual friends to call."

"She will be back here begging on her weak knees by tomorrow morning," Damon promised his mother. "She will cry and wash your dirty feet just to eat a small piece of our bread."

Outside in the bright sun, Clara stood alone on the warm walking path with her single suitcase. A bright blue light flashed in front of her clear brown eyes, making her blink fast.

[Task Guide: Go to the Apex Enclave sales office and purchase Villa Number Nine.]

Clara stared at the floating blue words with very heavy and total surprise. She knew exactly where Villa Number Nine was located in this very rich neighborhood. It was the most beautiful and largest house on this entire expensive street.

It sat on the exact same street as Damon's house, but it was ten times larger. The original owner was a very rich man who suddenly moved away to a foreign country. Clara was deeply curious why the strange system wanted this exact empty house.

She grabbed the heavy handle of her suitcase and walked quickly down the clean street. The very rich and shiny sales office was located at the corner of the neighborhood block. She pushed the heavy glass door open and felt the very cold air inside.

She walked directly to the large wooden front desk and smiled at the quiet female agent. "Hello, I want to look at all the building plans for Villa Number Nine right now."

The female agent looked at Clara's cheap and simple clothes with very judgmental and cold eyes. But she slowly pulled out a large shiny book and dropped it heavily on the desk. Clara opened the heavy book and studied the special building plans very closely.

Her eyes grew wide with pure shock as she read the hidden building details. This massive villa had the most advanced and strong security system in the entire big city. It had thick steel walls, heavy metal doors, and bulletproof glass on every single window.

But the most amazing part was completely hidden deep underneath the large green garden. The house had a huge and perfect underground bunker to hide from the dangerous outside world. It was the perfect and safest fortress to hide from the coming hungry zombies.

"I will buy this exact house today," Clara said with a very bright and happy smile. "Please prepare the final papers so I can pay the full price right this second."

"Stop right there, because that expensive house is completely mine today!" a loud male voice shouted behind her.

Clara turned around fast and saw a tall man walking into the quiet sales office. He wore a very flashy white suit, huge gold rings, and shiny black shoes. Clara immediately recognized the ugly and proud face of Marcus Thorne.

Marcus was Damon's best friend, and he had always looked down on Clara for years. He did no actual hard work and lived entirely off money from his rich, older sugar mommy. He loved to insult Clara and call her a boring and completely useless wife.

"Well, well, well, if it isn't Damon's boring little house dog," Marcus sneered with a nasty smile. "What are you doing in a rich place like this, Clara?"

The loud and rude noise made a few other rich customers stop and look at them. The female sales agent also stood up to watch the drama with a very eager face. Marcus crossed his arms and looked at Clara like she was dirty garbage.

"You are just a cheap maid, so what are you doing looking at expensive houses?" Marcus laughed loudly. "We all know you gave every single penny of your money to my smart friend Damon."

"There is absolutely no way you can afford a single brick of this massive house," Marcus insulted her. "So pick up your cheap little bag and back away from the desk right now."

The female sales agent also gave Clara a very dirty and disgusted look from head to toe. "Sir, please excuse this poor woman," the agent said to Marcus in a very sweet voice. "I will not serve her anymore, so how can I help you today?"

"I want to buy Villa Number Nine today," Marcus told the agent with a very proud chest. "My rich lady friend gave me this special card to buy us a love nest."

Marcus pulled a shiny black credit card from his pocket and threw it on the wooden desk. "Charge the full amount right now and hand the heavy keys over to me."

The sales agent smiled very big and quickly swiped the shiny card through the small machine. The small machine beeped very loudly and flashed a bright red light on the screen. The agent tried it again, but the red light flashed loudly a second time.

"I am very sorry, sir, but your card has completely failed," the agent said with a confused face. "The bank says you have completely insufficient funds to buy this house."

Marcus turned bright red with heavy anger and pure, total embarrassment. "That is completely impossible, you stupid machine!" Marcus yelled at the quiet agent.

Clara stepped forward calmly and placed her own simple debit card on the wooden desk. "Swipe my card for the full price right now," Clara ordered the agent clearly.

The agent looked nervous but swiped Clara's card through the small black machine. The machine gave a happy green flash, and a very long white receipt printed out instantly. The payment was completely successful.