Urban Plundering: I Corrupted The System!

Chapter 74 Today Chauffeur & Attorney

Parker and Ava walked side by side, their steps naturally syncing as they made their way out of the building. Parker was tall—taller than most men—but Ava wasn't far behind, almost matching him in height. Sure, she had heels on, but even without them, she was tall enough to stand out in any crowd.

She carried herself with confidence, her tone animated as she talked, filling the silence Parker usually preferred.

When they reached the parking lot, Parker moved toward his rental car. He was already opening the door when Ava cut in smoothly, her keys dangling from her fingers.

"How about I drive you today. You have me booked the whole day, remember?" she offered, spinning her keys around her finger.

Parker glanced at the Lambo and smirked. "Yeah, sure. Can't say no to that."

He waved off his rental driver, who'd already been paid anyway, and followed Ava to her car. He already paid up. Whatever. The guy could keep the tip. With everything he'd spent today—about $3.7 million, including the Avengers' retainer and bonuses—what was another hundred bucks? Especially when his cashback notification had just hit, adding $37 million to his account balance. That brought him to a cool $237 million, not even counting the hefty crypto portfolio he was obsessed with growing.

Parker had learned the game early, and now? He was stacking.

Parked under the shade was a sleek yellow Lamborghini that practically screamed money.

The body gleamed like it had been dipped in liquid gold, and the low, sharp curves looked fast even when it wasn't moving. It wasn't just a car—it was a statement.

"Subtle?" Parker muttered, smirking as Ava unlocked the doors with a quick tap.

She grinned back at him. "Subtle's boring."

He slid into the passenger seat, sinking into the plush leather interior. The car smelled like luxury and adrenaline. The Lamborghini's bright yellow paint practically glowed under the sun, its sharp lines making it look like it was built to outrun reality itself.

Ava slipped into the driver's seat like she belonged there, her movements smooth and deliberate.

As they pulled out of the lot, the engine growling like it had something to prove, Ava glanced at him. "So, Parker, what's your play here? Big plans or just rolling with it?"

He shrugged, staring out the window. "Business. Always business."

Ava chuckled, trying to probe without making it obvious. "Yeah, but you're what—seventeen? You running this game solo, or is there someone behind the curtain?"

Her tone was light, almost teasing, but Parker didn't bite. "Does it matter?" he replied, his voice steady. "Money's money."

Damn. This kid was something else. Most teenagers couldn't focus long enough to hold a part-time job, but here he was, outpacing people three times his age.

She wasn't trying to be nosy—just curious. He had a vibe about him, like he was always ten steps ahead, and she couldn't help but wonder where it came from.

Ava didn't push further, though she was quietly impressed. At 17, most kids were worried about prom or getting into college—not throwing around millions like it was Monopoly money.

To fill the silence, she shared bits of her own story—her whirlwind trips to Dubai, London, Shanghai. The Avengers were always on the move, closing deals that made obscene amounts of money for their firm.

She shared more and more of her own story too, talking about her globe-trotting life and the constant hustle with Alina and Claire. "We're rarely in the country," she admitted. "Feels like I've got one foot in New York and the other in Dubai most of the time. But the firm loves it, and, well…" She smirked. "The money doesn't hurt."

Parker nodded, filing the information away. Her kind of lifestyle didn't leave much room for personal stuff. Maybe that's why she was still single, despite being the kind of woman who could stop traffic.

Meanwhile, Parker sat quietly, listening but offering little. He wasn't rude, just... focused. His gaze stayed fixed on the road ahead, like the future itself was waiting for him to catch up.

As she talked, Ava found her gaze drifting to Parker more than she expected. There was something about him—his quiet focus, the way he didn't flinch under pressure, how his eyes stayed fixed on the horizon like he could already see what was coming. Most 17-year-olds were hotheaded, impulsive. Parker? He was cool, calculating, and already sitting on a fortune that would make grown men jealous.

Ava caught herself stealing glances at him. Seventeen, and he already had this much wealth? This much composure? Most grown men would be tripping over themselves in his position, but not Parker. She could tell he wasn't just rich—he was wired for success. Money wasn't just around him; it followed him, like gravity.

Opportunities didn't just knock on Parker's door—they broke it down, and if she and her team played their cards right, they'd be there to catch the windfall.

Ava made a mental note to tell Alina and Claire to stay close to Parker. Not clingy—just... available. If this kid was building an empire, they wanted in on the ground floor.

The drive didn't take long. Ava kept the conversation light, steering it back to business while still weaving in the occasional por qué no and c'est la vie, just to keep things playful. By the time they arrived, the Lamborghini purred to a stop in front of their destination, and Ava glanced at Parker with a smile. Read new adventures at empire

She killed the engine, and they stepped out. The Lamborghini looked even better parked in front of the sleek, glass-paneled building.

"Not bad," Parker said, glancing at the car before looking at Ava.

She smirked, slipping her keys into her bag. "Told you you'd thank me."

"Let's go," Parker said, already heading for the entrance.

Ava followed, chuckling softly. Damn, this kid really was something else.

He stopped outside for a second, his eyes trailing upward to where the building seemed to disappear into the sky. Beside him, Ava Klein adjusted her bag, standing tall—even in her heels—right at Parker's level. If she was impressed by the structure, she didn't show it.