Infinite Rebate: I Get Richer Every Time I Spend

Lucas slowly crouched in front of Silas and Tharok. Neither man dared lift their heads as his eyes swept over them without the slightest hint of emotion.

"You’ve got one minute."

His voice wasn’t loud. It didn’t need to be.

"Get out of my sight."

He paused just long enough for the silence to settle.

"Or I’ll stop being nice."

The words hit harder than any punch.

Tharok immediately scrambled to his feet, ignoring the throbbing pain in his swollen face. He grabbed Silas under the arm and practically dragged him upright.

"Y-Yes, Mr. Lucas! We’re leaving! Right now!"

Neither of them looked back. Within seconds, the two brothers had disappeared down the path as though they were running for their lives.

Only after they were gone did the tension around the lake finally disappear.

Lucas let out a quiet sigh. The cold expression on his face melted away, replaced by his usual relaxed smile as he looked toward Maya and Cassandra.

"Well..." He shrugged.

"Now that the entertainment’s over... how about we actually catch some fish?"

The girls couldn’t help smiling. It was as if the intimidating man from moments ago had never existed.

---

Meanwhile...

Inside the luxurious presidential suite of the Lanai Grand Hotel...

Silas sat on the edge of the sofa while Tharok carefully dabbed iodine onto the cuts across his face.

"...Easy."

"I’m trying."

Tharok sighed as he continued treating the wounds. After another minute of silence, Silas finally spoke.

"Just... who the hell is this Lucas?"

He touched his swollen cheek and frowned.

"I’ve dealt with plenty of powerful people. Even the Durnik Family gives me some respect. But today..."

He let out a bitter laugh.

"I didn’t even have the courage to fight back."

Tharok lowered the bottle of iodine.

"I don’t know much either. All I know is... he’s a student at Ashford University."

Silas frowned.

"That’s it?"

Tharok hesitated before narrowing his eyes.

"...Why don’t we investigate him? We’ve been humiliated by him twice already. The only reason we swallowed it was because we assumed he had an unbelievable background."

He paused.

"But... what if we’re wrong? What if he isn’t backed by some terrifying family?"

Silas nodded slowly.

"You’re right. I need answers."

He picked up his phone and dialed a familiar number.

"Yeah. I need you to investigate someone."

"Lucas."

"A student at Ashford University."

"I want everything. Family. Assets. Connections."

"The sooner, the better."

He ended the call.

The room fell silent.

Only ten minutes later, his phone vibrated.

Silas immediately opened the report.

His eyes scanned the first page.

Lucas Gray

Age: 19

Born in: Dustford

Family Background: Ordinary

Current Status: Student at Ashford University

Silas blinked.

Then read it again.

"...That’s it?"

He immediately called back.

"Is this everything?"

The voice on the other end answered confidently.

"That’s everything. We searched every available record. Nothing indicates he’s connected to any influential family."

Silas slowly lowered the phone.

Tharok leaned over his shoulder.

"...Boss... that can’t be right."

He frowned deeply.

"The last time he came to my company, he casually threw me a million dollars. And he drove a limited-edition Bugatti."

He shook his head.

"A nineteen-year-old college student? There’s no way."

"And what about his fighting skills? I’ve seen military instructors fight."

"Lucas is on another level."

Silas rubbed his chin thoughtfully.

"...You’re right. None of this adds up."

His eyes suddenly narrowed.

Then...

A realization struck him.

"I get it."

He leaned back in his chair.

"If the family behind him has real influence... military... politics... government..."

"Creating a fake identity would be effortless."

He slowly nodded.

"That explains everything."

"A clean background."

"A normal family."

"It’s all manufactured."

His expression became increasingly serious.

"A family capable of erasing someone’s real identity... even the Durnik Family couldn’t pull that off."

Before Tharok could respond, another notification arrived.

Additional financial records.

Silas opened them casually.

Then froze.

His eyes widened.

"What..."

He zoomed in.

Owner... Switch Live Streaming.

Owner... Bellagio Grand.

Owner... Lanai Group.

Then his breathing stopped.

His finger trembled as it moved to the final line.

Registered Owner: Lanai Island Development Corporation.

Silas stared at the screen.

His mouth slowly fell open.

"...No way."

Tharok looked over.

The moment he read it, his face turned ghostly pale.

"The island..."

"...belongs to him?"

The room fell silent.

Silas suddenly felt a cold sweat running down his back.

The more he thought about what had happened today, the colder he became.

They hadn’t just offended some rich kid.

They had provoked the owner of the very island they were standing on.

If Lucas had wanted revenge, neither of them would’ve made it off Lanai alive.

Silas swallowed hard.

"For him... we were probably nothing more than annoying insects."

He looked toward the window, his expression completely different from before.

Fear...

Had turned into admiration.

Then...

A smile slowly appeared on his face.

"No."

"This isn’t a disaster."

"It’s an opportunity."

Tharok looked confused.

Silas laughed quietly.

"Think about it."

"Nineteen years old."

"Owns multiple companies."

"Owns an entire island."

"And has combat skills that monsters would envy."

"He hasn’t even reached his peak yet."

He slowly stood up.

"If we can earn his trust... our future changes overnight."

He looked at Tharok seriously.

"From today onward... Lucas isn’t someone we avoid."

"He’s someone we do everything possible to stand beside."

"And next time we see him... we’d better make one hell of an impression."

---

The students stayed by the lake until the sun disappeared behind the mountains.

As dusk settled over Lanai Island, everyone packed up their fishing gear and gathered at the campsite. Before long, several portable grills had been set up along the lakeshore.

Charcoal crackled beneath the metal grates as skewers of meat sizzled over the open flames. The rich aroma of barbecue drifted through the cool evening air, making everyone’s stomach growl.

Laughter and conversation gradually filled the campsite. After everything that had happened during the day, the tense atmosphere had finally melted away.

If there was one place attracting everyone’s attention...

It was Lucas.

He sat comfortably beside the fire while Maya, Kristine, and Cassandra surrounded him.

Even now, Maya and Kristine naturally stayed close to him. One handed him a drink while the other placed freshly grilled meat onto his plate before he even had to ask.

Neither of them acted like campus goddesses.

Instead...

They looked more like girls trying to take care of someone they genuinely admired.

Countless male students stared with unconcealed envy.

"If only I had one girl treating me like that..."

"I’d die happy."

"One?"

"I’d settle for a text message."

The group burst into laughter.

Surprisingly, nobody felt jealous.

Not after everything they’d witnessed today.

Lucas had protected them.

He had stood up to Silas without hesitation.

He had solved every crisis they encountered.

If anyone deserved this kind of admiration...

It was Lucas.

---

Maya quietly glanced at Kristine.

Ever since Lucas had rescued her in the forest, something about Kristine had changed. She smiled more, her eyes unconsciously searched for Lucas wherever he went, and every time he spoke, she listened with complete attention.

Most people probably wouldn’t notice.

But Maya did.

Because she had been watching.

Very carefully.

At first, she convinced herself it was only gratitude. Lucas had saved Kristine’s life. Of course she’d be grateful.

But as the evening went on, Maya became less certain.

Kristine wasn’t simply grateful.

Every little movement gave her away.

The way she looked at Lucas.

The way she instinctively moved closer whenever he laughed.

The way her entire expression brightened whenever he acknowledged her.

It was painfully obvious.

Maya gently bit her lower lip.

A girl this innocent... she’s definitely going to fall for him.

That thought made an unfamiliar feeling rise inside her chest.

Not anger.

Not sadness.

Just...

Uneasiness.

A quiet sense of crisis she couldn’t quite explain.

She looked at Kristine again.

The girl was happily placing another piece of grilled meat onto Lucas’s plate, smiling as though that alone made her evening worthwhile.

Maya cleared her throat.

"Ahem..."

She forced a casual smile.

"Kristine..."

"Aren’t you supposed to be eating with Penny?"

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