My Ultimate Sign-in System Made Me Invincible

Meanwhile Liam was enjoying the tour of the mansion and taking in the wonderful view, some distance from the mansion's gate, a black car that had been packed there for a while was now pulling back.

Inside the car was a familiar young man who Liam would have recognised, and he was with two older men—the person driving the car and another seated in the passengers seat.

"What the f*ck are we doing out here when he's in there?!" The young man spoke in a very angry voice, as he glared at the hedge-lined walls of the property.

"Are you dumb?! Will you stop barking like a dog and think properly?!" The man seated in the passenger seat said with irritation,"We followed him all the way from the exterior part of Bel-Air and he drove into Holmby Hills. Do you think he's an ordinary person? F*cking use your brain for once. It's not meant to be just for show."

"Besides, that's Bellemere Mansion he just drove into," the driver nodded and continued, "I heard it was just sold early today to a mysterious buyer. I'm sure if the kid is that mysterious buyer but even if he's not, he's definitely related. So, we have to be careful."

"So, we are just going to let him off just like that?! He broke my f*cking arm!" The young man yelled in anger.

"Will you just f*cking stop telling, Jason?!" The man in the passenger seat yelled back at him, "You said he broke your arm but I'm very sure that you were definitely the one that went looking for trouble. And now, you want us to take care of it? You're an adult for heaven's sake. Grow up and take responsibility for your actions. Stop being such a crybaby."

"I understand how you feel, Kevin, but it doesn't change the fact that someone laid their hands on our brother. We have to make him pay," the driver said.

"Then what do you suggest we do, Chris?" Kevin asked.

"First, we will investigate him and find out everything we can about him. We have to confirm if he's the mysterious buyer or related to the person. If it's something we can easily handle, we will take care of it quietly. But it it's not, we will have to call in some help. No matter how powerful one is, there's always someone higher," Chris replied.

"Whatever. But I'm tired of taking care of Jason all the time. He has to grow up. He's no longer a kid," Kevin said.

"You hear that, Jason? Grow up," Chris said.

Jason clenched his fists hard and gritted his teeth at his brothers' words. He was raging inside and was trying his best to hold himself back. He wished he could rush into the property and beat the hell out of that freak, but that's impossible.

The truth was that he didn't expect the person he deemed a nobody to actually live in Holmby Hills. It would had been a different thing entirely if he doesn't but for him to leave here and have access to a property worth tens of millions of dollars means that he's no ordinary person.

Still, he won't give up. An eye for an eye. A broken arm for a broken arm.

***

As for the person that was the topic of discussion? He was happily lounging on the ultra comfortable sofa and enjoying himself.

He picked up his phone and looked at the time, and he saw that it was almost evening.

He arrived at the mansion early noon and it took him almost the whole of the afternoon to tour the house. This goes to show just how big the property is.

Liam was still smiling from ear to ear at how surreal owning such a property feels. At first, he had thought that the title "crown jewel of Holmby Hills" was just given to it t jack up the price. But now that he has seen it in person? He feels that it really deserve the title.

I still haven't seen the new cars.

He immediately stood up and walked to the garage. He has to see the three beasts he received from the system.

The garage is located underground and has space for more than 12 cars! The entry to the garage from outside is a sloped drive-in, with a door at the end that will automatically opened when it sense the licence plate. And it also has a biometric scanner outside the garage for when new unregistered cars are brought in, and inside for accessing it from within the mansion.

Standing at the interior door that links the mansion to the underground garage, he pressed his thumb on the biometric scanner and he heard a beep, as the scanner glowed green.

A beep was heard and the door made a clicking sound, telling Liam that it was now unlocked.

Liam closed his eyes for a moment, let out a lengthy sigh as he reached out and pushed open the door.

As he pushed the door open, the lights began to turn on one by one in smooth succession, casting pools of warm light that spread across the polished epoxy floor like unfolding stage lights.

Each bulb seemed to hum gently, illuminating the vast underground garage.

And vast it was.

The first thing that hit him was the sheer cleanliness of it all. The entire space was pristine—walls paneled with brushed aluminum and matte black accents, floors gleaming under a high-gloss resin finish, and ceiling lights embedded in a grid-like pattern to minimize shadows. There was even a soft scent in the air, like expensive leather and machine oil—a showroom scent.

The temperature was cool and perfect, as it's controlled.

He stepped further inside, his heels echoing faintly in the wide chamber.

The garage was easily capable of housing more than twelve vehicles, with wide, clearly marked spaces, and smart ceiling mounts that could lower or lift individual lighting panels for focused detailing work. Tool cabinets and detailing stations lined the far wall, sleek and stainless, like surgical equipment for a car enthusiast.

There was also a EV charging station with Level 2 Charger in a corner.

And in the center of it all—under direct overhead lighting—stood the three cars he had received from the system.

Liam stopped and blinked, and then he let out a breath he didn't realize he'd been holding.

The Ferrari SF90 Stradale gleamed like a blade in the spotlight. Its scarlet-red bodywork looked dipped in molten metal, the curvature of its aerodynamic design capturing light and flinging it off in radiant streaks. The carbon fiber splitter at the front, the aggressive grille, and the low, predatory stance made it look like it was already in motion, even while parked. Its company's logo on the hood shone like a crown jewel—subtle but undeniably elite.

Right beside it sat the Aston Martin Vantage GT3—a beast of an entirely different class. This one was raw. A performance machine born for the track but refined enough to belong in a billionaire's garage. Matte graphite gray with lime green accents lining the wing mirrors and brake calipers. The exaggerated rear wing, the diffuser fins, the razor-sharp lines—it looked like something that would scream across a circuit at 200 mph with no remorse.

And finally was the Lamborghini Temerario.

A machine that looked less like a car and more like something crafted by a god of speed. Its body was finished in a high-gloss obsidian black, touched with pearlescent flakes that shimmered subtly as the overhead lights danced across it. The scissor doors were currently closed, but even at rest, they hinted at the drama they were capable of. The sculpted body lines twisted like controlled chaos—every inch was form meeting function. Its front fascia was sharp, angular, a statement of rebellion and luxury fused together.

Liam stood there, speechless and in disbelief.

These three hypercars are all his...

He walked around them slowly, fingers trailing lightly over the surfaces, as he was trying to wake himself up from the sweet dream he's in.

"I should probably take one out for a ride," he muttered and fixed his eyes on the Lamborghini.

He smiled and immediately took out its key from the inventory, and walked to the driver side.

He pressed the unlock button and the car beeped, indicating that it's now unlocked. He opened the door and comfortably slid into the driver's seat.

The driver's seat of the car was just perfect. It felt like he was seated in a cockpit—as intended by the manufacturer.

His smiled widened as he placed his hand on the steering, and slowly brought his hand to the ignition button.

Liam closed his eyes for a moment, let out a lengthy sigh and pressed the ignition button. The following moment, a beastial roar was heard as the car's engine came to life.

"That's what I'm talking about!" He nodded in satisfaction and steered the car out of the garage.

The garage's exterior door opened up automatically and Liam drove out, down the driveway to the gate, which opened automatically on his approach, allowing him to drive out.

Outside, he looked around and he saw that the black car that had been tailing him since he left the restaurant wasn't in sight.

They left? I thought they would wait for me to come and then jump me. I guess they thought things through.

He had noticed the car following him a few minutes after he left the restaurant. He felt that it was the young man he had a little scuffle with.

He had expected them to try something on the way but they didn't and followed him until he drove into the property.

I'm curious to see what they want to pull. Whatever it is, I will tear them down.

He decided to stop thinking about inconsequential things, as he steered the car down the street of Holmby Hills.