World Domination Begins With Getting a System in a Modern World-Chapter 82: SouthPark Group

After a satisfying meal, James sank into one of the plush couches in the villa’s spacious living area, letting the soft glow of the evening sun filter through the floor-to-ceiling windows.

The massive 85-inch OLED TV cast a gentle glow across the room as an action movie played in the background. The comfortable silence was punctuated only by the distant sound of waves crashing against the shore.

Patty and Leslie sat nearby, equally relaxed, each lost in their own thoughts. Patty was sipping on a cup of herbal tea, her expression peaceful, while Leslie was lazily scrolling through her phone, every now and then letting out a quiet giggle at something amusing in her group chat.

James leaned his head back, sighing contentedly. At this moment, he was just enjoying the present — enjoying the luxury that he had worked to achieve, enjoying the presence of the people he loved.

The moment of peace was briefly interrupted by the sound of Patty’s phone ringing. She answered it, listening intently for a few moments before turning to James with a look of mild surprise.

"That was Mr. Harrington," she informed him, lowering the phone. "He’s already contacted the TCSP and set up a meeting with them for tomorrow."

"That was fast." James raised an eyebrow, impressed.

Patty nodded.

"The meeting is scheduled for 9 AM. Mr. Harrington has already arranged for the chauffeurs to be on standby, so we’ll have transportation ready."

James smiled, pleased with how efficiently things were progressing.

"Good. We just have to wait until tomorrow, then."

Leslie groaned dramatically when she heard her mom’s and James’ conversation, as she rolled onto her back on the couch.

"Ugh, you guys and your serious business talk. I’m just here for the vacation."

"And no one is stopping you from enjoying it," James said, with a chuckle.

"Oh, trust me, I am enjoying it," she said with a mischievous grin before sitting up suddenly.

"Speaking of which — night swim, hot tub, and a full spa session for me before bed!"

Patty chuckled, shaking her head fondly.

"Just don’t stay up too late, sweetheart."

"I won’t, mom," Leslie said, before leaving.

James watched Leslie with amusement, shaking his head. He knew her well. He knew that she would be up all night taking pictures and sending them to her friends, rubbing in the fact that she was living in luxury.

As the evening passed, the villa was filled with nothing but comfort and laughter. James sat on the balcony for a while, enjoying the luxury and comfort of the villa.

He watched the ocean as the sun dipped below the horizon, turning the sky into a brilliant mix of orange, pink, and deep purple.

The person who was having the most fun was Leslie. She made sure to take a night swim in the infinity pool and also soak herself in the hot tub.

She was really living the life and she knew she has James to thank for everything. But she feels that no matter how many times and how much she thank him, it will never be enough for everything.

Leslie sighed tiredly as she couldn’t think of anything to give James as a token of appreciation.

"That aside, I better take more pictures for the girls. I’m going flood the group chat with the photos tonight," she smiled, as she took her phone and started taking pictures of herself in the hot tub, and her surroundings.

"This is the life," he muttered to himself, exhaling.

***

Later that night, James lay on his bed with a smile on his face. The day has been a very enjoyable one for him.

He snuggled into his bed, with thoughts on tomorrow’s meeting, as he drifted off to sleep.

***

The next morning, James was up early. The sky was still a shade of dark blue, but the first hints of golden light were already beginning to break over the horizon.

He took a deep breath, staring out at the breathtaking ocean view from his bedroom window.

Today was important and he needs to be at his best.

After taking a quick but refreshing shower, he stood in front of the mirror, adjusting the cuffs of his dress shirt. He had opted for a smart, clean look — a navy-blue tailored suit, paired with a crisp white shirt and a sleek black tie. It was the same outfit he wore on the celebration dinner with Patty and Leslie.

James smiled slightly at his reflection in the mirror.

"Looking sharp," he murmured to himself before picking up his phone and heading out.

As he stepped into the villa’s main living area, he was immediately greeted by the mouthwatering aroma of breakfast.

He followed the scent to the kitchen, where he found Patty and Leslie already preparing the meal.

Patty, dressed in a well-fitted gray office outfit, with an apron covering it, as she made breakfast. Her office outfit made her look elegant, but the apron made her look... sexy.

Leslie, somehow, had managed to blend ’casual vacationer’ with ’business chic,’ wearing a loose silk blouse tucked into fitted trousers, paired with designer sneakers.

James smiled as he approached Patty, greeting her with a quick peck on the cheek.

"Good morning, Patty. You look beautiful this morning."

Patty chuckled, giving him a warm look.

"Thank you, sweetheart. And good morning to you too."

James turned his attention to Leslie, who was staring at him with narrowed eyes and a pout.

"You really just ignored me like that?" she huffed.

James raised an eyebrow, feigning ignorance.

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"You totally did!" she accused, crossing her arms. "Fine. You can ignore me all you want, but I’ll get back at you."

James chuckled but said nothing, we be simply took a seat at the dining table and waiting for breakfast.

A few moments later, Leslie placed a steaming plate in front of him.

Breakfast was simple but delicious — fluffy scrambled eggs, crispy bacon, fresh fruit, and golden-brown toast.

They ate quickly but enjoyed the meal, knowing they had a tight schedule to keep.

Once everything was taken care of, they stepped outside the villa, greeted by the sight of their chauffeur already waiting beside the sleek black Rolls-Royce.

Standing near the neighboring villa was Mr. Harrington and his team, already prepared for the meeting. As soon as they spotted James, they approached.

"Good morning, Mr. Zolomon," Mr. Harrington greeted with a polite nod.

"The team from Southpark Group is already waiting for us."

James nodded, pleased with how smoothly everything was going.

"Then let’s not keep them waiting."

***

The drive was smooth and uneventful, but the weight of the meeting ahead filled the car with a quiet sense of anticipation.

James leaned back into the plush leather seat, his mind running through possible questions the TCSP representatives might ask. He already had a clear plan, but he wanted to make sure there were no surprises.

Patty sat beside him, with her expression as calm as ever, and her hands resting on her lap.

Leslie, however, had her face pressed against the window, still taking in the beauty of the island.

The Rolls-Royce glided down the road, passing stretches of pristine beaches and lush green hills before finally arriving at an upscale, modern glass building situated along the coastline.

A sign near the entrance read: Southpark Group - Trust & Corporate Services.

The car rolled to a smooth stop, and the chauffeur quickly stepped out to open the door.

James adjusted his cuffs one final time before stepping out, taking in the building’s elegant architecture. It was clear that this was a high-end firm, catering only to elite clientele.

Mr. Harrington walked beside him, holding a leather folder filled with all the necessary documents.

"This is it," James muttered, rolling his shoulders slightly.

Patty gave his arm a reassuring squeeze.

"You’ve got this."

James met her gaze and smiled before leading the way inside.

As the glass doors slid open, they were immediately greeted by a receptionist dressed in a sleek, professional suit.

"Welcome to Southpark Group," she said with a polite smile.

"Mr. Zolomon, Mr. Harrington — the partners are expecting you. Please, follow me."

James exhaled slowly, with his expression cool and composed, as he followed behind the receptionist.