Corporate Villainy: Trampling Protagonists as a Business Dad

[PROTAGONIST SYSTEM CONFIRMED]

ULTIMATE DOG LICKING SYSTEM

[SYSTEM MECHANICS]

For every dollar the protagonist spends on the designated goddess, he will get 1% cashback in his bank account.

Unlimited money will be provided by the system through a black diamond credit card, which can only be summoned and used by the protagonist.

This money can only be spent on the designated goddesses, and the protagonist is not allowed to spend system money on himself.

Once the favorability of the designated goddess reaches 100, protagonist's account will be credited with the same amount he spent on that goddess till that day.

Vincent stared at the information in disbelief. Son of a bitch, what kind of simp's wet dream is this? Free money to spoil women rotten, plus he earns cashback on every purchase, but only if he's spending it on them? And if he actually wins their hearts, he gets every penny back? It's like fate looked at a simp and said, "Let's make his dreams come true... and his dignity optional.

Vincent's eyes gleamed with calculating interest. More importantly, I just found myself the perfect funding source.

Just then, there was a knock on the door, and David's calm voice came through: "Sir, dinner is here."

Liora hastily pulled away, reaching for a glass of wine to wash down the fishy taste while looking at Vincent with expectant eyes. Vincent zipped up his pants, chuckling under his breath at her obvious desperation for approval.

"You did well," he said, pulling out his phone to transfer the promised amount. "Check your account."

Liora's eyes lit up as the notification chimed on her phone. One hundred thousand dollars, just like that. She looked at Vincent with genuine gratitude mixed with desire.

"Thank you," she breathed, her voice filled with emotion.

Vincent waved dismissively. "Just remember our agreement." He straightened his shirt and called out, "Come in."

The door opened and the parade of staff returned, carrying trays of perfectly prepared steaks that filled the room with mouth-watering aromas. The earlier disaster with Aelric seemed like a distant memory as everyone settled back into their seats with renewed enthusiasm.

"Now this is more like it!" Raghu exclaimed, his eyes gleaming as he examined the perfectly seared meat on his plate.

The hostesses giggled and cooed over the premium cuts, some of them feeding pieces to the bodyguards with playful intimacy. David maintained his professional composure but Vincent could see the tiniest hint of the genuine appreciation in his eyes.

Vincent cut into his steak, savoring the tender meat while observing his team. The evening's generosity and personal attention had strengthened their bonds naturally. He could see the genuine appreciation and loyalty in their eyes.

Liora pressed closer to his side, occasionally feeding him bites from her own plate with intimate gestures that made the other women in the room shoot her envious and admiring glances. She was practically glowing with happiness, her earlier nervousness completely replaced by confident satisfaction.

"Sir," David whispered between bites, "I've received word that the Meridian stock prices dropped another two percent today. The rumors are spreading faster than we anticipated."

Vincent nodded approvingly. "Excellent. Helena's work is paying off." He glanced at the time on his watch. "We should be ready to make our move within the week."

The conversation flowed naturally between business updates and casual banter. Vincent found himself genuinely enjoying the atmosphere. These men had always been loyal, and tonight's personal gesture had only reinforced those bonds.

As the evening wound down and the empty plates were cleared away, the group began preparing to leave. The bodyguards were in high spirits, their loyalty to Vincent reinforced by his generosity and personal attention.

As Vincent stood to leave, Liora pressed her breasts against him as she wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him down for a passionate kiss that left no doubt about their relationship to anyone watching.

"Do you want to go to the hotel now?" she whispered between kisses, her breath hot against his ear.

Vincent considered the offer, then glanced at his watch. Although it's late, Helena may be waiting for him at the mansion, and he had promised her his full attention tonight. He definitely doesn't want her to feel left out because of her past traumas. Besides, he had more important things to focus on than indulging this girl.

"Not tonight," he said, gently but firmly removing her arms from around his neck. "I have other matters to attend to."

Disappointment flashed across her features, but she quickly masked it with understanding. "Of course. I'll be waiting for your call."

Vincent nodded and headed toward the door, his bodyguards falling into formation around him. Meanwhile, across the city, the loyalty virus would be silently infiltrating Annapurna's ranks, converting his enemies into unwitting allies.

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Vincent soon reached his destination, his mansion, where Helena and Olivia were. It was almost midnight when he reached his mansion. He almost thought that both of them might have gone asleep by now, but when he entered the mansion, he was surprised to find that both of them were slouching on the couch and watching some TV drama.

The clicking of the door and the tapping sound of his shoes caught Olivia's attention while Helena was completely immersed in the drama, watching the mother-in-law scheme against her daughter-in-law.

Olivia's face lit up with joy as she stood up and walked towards Vincent with fast steps, but her steps slowed down as she walked closer to Vincent, her shy nature taking over. She stood there, fidgeting in place with a lowered head and a blush on her face.

Vincent's face melted into a warm smile as he approached Olivia and hugged her tightly. Then, after inhaling her scent, he lifted her chin and kissed her forehead. "Did you miss me? How are you feeling now?"

"G-Good. I'm feeling good now."

"You didn't answer my earlier question. Did you miss me?"

"I did."

"Say it properly," he whispered into her ear, almost making her melt into his arms.

"I-I missed you," she said as she looked into his eyes, her face turning red.

Vincent chuckled, amusement flickering in his eyes. "Oh, and I almost forgot to mention. I brought you back a souvenir." He paused dramatically. "A pen. From the hotel lobby. I thought of you immediately when I saw it."

"A pen?" She looked both offended and amused, gently hitting his chest with her fists. "Do I look like office supplies to you?"

"Well, you are definitely essential to my daily operations..." he grinned as she hit him again, laughing softly.

[SYSTEM NOTIFICATION]

Olivia's favorability has increased to 95(+3)

VP: +200

Olivia's status as a heroine will now be removed.

Vincent stared at the notification in surprise. What the hell? Olivia's heroine status was being removed? That had never happened before. And why was her favorability jumping so high from such simple interactions?

He looked at her but she had already buried her face in his chest, her arms wrapped around his waist with surprising strength. Vincent had learned from experience that attempting to understand the intricate workings of women's hearts was often an exercise in futility, so he dismissed the thought and focused on the present moment.

Vincent gently extracted himself from Olivia's embrace and moved toward Helena, who remained completely absorbed in her television drama with the intensity of someone watching penalty shootouts.

"What? The son brought home his boyfriend and mother supports it? So he's gay and still married to her? What a bastard!" Helena exclaimed, shocked and angry.

"I see I've been replaced, "Vincent said, settling beside her and wrapping his arms around her waist, "should I pack my bags, or can I fight this homo for your attention?"

Helena jumped slightly in surprise, then immediately melted back against his chest with a satisfied sigh. "Vincent! You startled me."

They settled into comfortable conversation, with Olivia quietly joining them on Vincent's other side, though she kept stealing glances at the television screen with obvious curiosity about the unfolding plot.

"How's Emily doing?" Vincent asked, noting their youngest housemate's absence.

"She went to bed around ten," Olivia replied softly. "She was exhausted from her new job. Though she's been trying to become something called an... influencer? She spends hours making videos on her phone."

Vincent raised an eyebrow in surprise. An influencer? In this world where 4G has just launched? The girl was definitely ahead of her time... or was be behind.

He made a mental note to ponder on that.

Helena shifted in his arms, her fingers tracing patterns on his chest as she looked up with a sultry smile. "You know, Vincent, you did make me a promise earlier today..."

"Did I? Refresh my memory."

"About giving me your complete attention tonight," she purred. "And I picked up something special for the occasion. A little pink nightgown that I think you'll appreciate."

Olivia's face turned crimson as she tried to focus intently on the TV screen.

Helena continued, unbothered by Olivia's presence. "I've been thinking about you all evening, wondering when you'd finally come home to me..."

Vincent felt his resolve cracking as Helena's fingers continued their exploration. Her brown eyes held promises that made his pulse quicken, and the mental image of her in pink silk was doing dangerous things to his self-control.

"Helena," he warned, his voice rougher than intended.

"Yes?" she asked innocently, though her smile was anything but innocent.

That was it. Vincent couldn't take anymore.

In one swift motion, he stood and swept Helena over his shoulder, ignoring her surprised squeal of laughter.

"Vincent! Put me down!" she protested through her laughter.

Olivia looked up with wide eyes, then shook her head with a chuckle and continued watching the daughter-in-law killing the whole family and running away with her husband's boyfriend.

P.S— Thank you @CrookedShepherd for golden ticket!