I Made $900 Trillion In 24 Hours novel Chapter 15

Moses was impressed with the house as Jerry gave him a tour.

The mansion was powered by an advanced voice-activated artificial intelligence system called ZEUS.

ZEUS manages the room temperature, the lightening and cooling system.

ZEUS was also built with an upgraded security system that operates the smart cameras in the house and controls the home appliances.

The living room was lavishly furnished with a massive chandelier, plush Italian furniture and a 150 -inch OLED TV.

It's dining area had a twelve chairs handcrafted mahogany table.

There were six bedrooms built within the mansion with a walk-in closet and a jacuzzi bath in each bedroom.

Then there was the home theater; a velvet coloured soundproof room with a 4K projection system and a popcorn station.

To Barry's delight, the Mansion contained an underground private gym with cutting-edge equipments.

There was the private pool and exotic maze garden with a koi pond.

The mansion also boasts of its spacious underground parking garage capable of housing over 15 cars.

Its other features includes a wine cellar that stores 5,000 bottles, a Library, a private elevator, a sauna, and spa.

Soon the tour was finished.

Jerry flopped down on one of the seats in the living room and crossed his legs, a jeering grin on his face. “So, what do you think? For $45 million, it's worth the money.”

Barry stood over Jerry, digging his hands in his pockets. “I agree. It exceeded my expectations. I'll take it.”

Jerry's grin widened. “Easier said than done. Where would you get all that money? Not that you have it at your disposal. A pauper like you couldn't possibly afford a house like this even in a million years.”

Barry regarded Jerry closely. “That's where you're wrong, Jerry. I'll buy this house and put you out of work for the rest of your life.”

“Blah, blah, blah,” Jerry rolled his eyes. “Enough talking. Let's see the colour of your money.”

Barry took out his phone and scrolled through the screen until he found Hobbs number.

Hobbs was Veronica Phoenix assistant.

Whatever Barry needed from now on, he would have to contact Hobbs as Veronica is occupied with managing his money.

Hobbs answered on the first ring. “Mr. Barry, I've been expecting your call.”

“Hobbs,” Barry was stunned by how soft and rich Hobbs sounded. “I want to purchase a house in Diamond estate. I'm sure Veronica filled you in.”

Hobbs responded. “Why, of course. We arranged an agent to give you a tour.”

“Yeah,” Barry frowned down at Jerry. “I want you to contact Hemsworth and inform him I'm satisfied with the mansion he picked for me. Make immediate payment and send the receipt to his agent email.”

“As you wish, Mr. Barry,” Hobbs answered. “Give me a minute.”

The moment Hobbs hung up, Jerry began to laugh again. “I'm beginning to wonder how long you're going to keep playing this stupid prank, Barry. Wrap it up already. Be prepared to spend 31 days in prison.”

Barry cocked his head, his pupils diluted. “Why don't you shut your mouth and check your email, donkey.”

A scowl appeared on Jerry's face. “You think you're so tough, huh? Keep up the act. I'll enjoy making you suffer when this mindless games of yours is over.”

No sooner had Jerry finished his sentence, an email notification popped up on his phone.

Startled, Jerry tapped his screen and scrolled through his email inbox.

Just then, Barry's phone rang. The caller ID was Hemsworth.

“Your superior is calling,” Barry waved the phone in Jerry's face before he answered. “Hello, Hemsworth?”

“I've received your payment, Mr. Barry,” Hemsworth sounded so happy. “Don't worry about the paperwork. I'll handle it. I'll send my tech team to ensure your biometric data is inputted into ZEUS. As long as your voice, fingerprints, and eye scan is programmed into the system, the house is all yours to control.”

Barry smirked. “That's fantastic. Now, there's just one more thing left.”

Hemsworth listened closely. “And what may that be, Mr. Barry?”

“Your stupid subordinate, Jerry,” Barry went on, his voice colder than ice. “Withdraw his commission f*e. He gets nothing–not a single dime. Then, I want him fired. You deserve an agent who respects people and keeps his hands to himself.”

Hemsworth didn't hesitate. “Very well, Mr. Barry. I was considering replacing him anyway.”

“Good,” Barry said. “Jerry and I made a bet thirty minutes ago. He agreed if I can afford the money to buy this house, he'll quit being an agent and leave without a dime to his name. If you need proof, I can send you the recording.”

“There's no need, Mr. Barry,” Hemsworth said. “Leave Jerry to me. I'll make sure he never works as a real estate agent ever again.”

Satisfied, Barry hung up and returned his phone back in his pocket.

“There you have it, Jerry,” Barry said, staring down at Jerry. “Your superior is now aware of our bet and is ready to take the necessary actions. I won. You lose.”

Jerry's face was so white as if all his blood were drained to the very last drop.

Jerry wanted to say something, but the words were stuck in his throat.

Instead, he stared at Barry with renewed fear and disbelief, as if Barry were a monster.

Barry's eyes narrowed into a red glint. “I believe you've overstayed your welcome, donkey. Stand up from my seats and get out of my house!”