He Was A Broke Diver, I Was A Billionaire — He Came To My Restaurant And Changed My Life Forever!
Previously: A arrogant millionaire insults a drenched diver at his exclusive restaurant, only to have the diver reveal a treasure that shatters his world and exposes his own dark secrets.
The Galleon's Secret
The opulent calm of 'Le Triton' shattered. With a guttural roar, Jack Vance slammed a heavy, barnacle-encrusted titanium container onto the polished mahogany table. The impact was deafening, sending shockwaves through the room. Armand Dubois recoiled as his crystal wine glass exploded, dark red wine splattering his pristine tuxedo like a bloody accusation. The candlelight flickered, casting dancing shadows on Armand's face, which had gone from smug amusement to stunned disbelief. The arrogant veneer had cracked, revealing a flicker of primal fear.
Jack: "Recognize the royal seal of the sunken Galleon San Telmo?"
Armand’s breath hitched. His eyes, wide with dawning horror, were fixed on the container. Jack didn't wait. With a decisive movement, he snapped open the rusted latches and threw back the lid. Inside, bathed in the warm glow of the restaurant lights, lay a sight that silenced the room: an authentic 17th-century Spanish royal monstrance, crafted from solid gold and encrusted with uncut Colombian emeralds, its surface bearing the deep patina of centuries spent beneath the waves. The treasure was real, magnificent, and belonged to Jack.
Jack: "Eighty million dollars of untouched imperial bullion."
Armand's carefully constructed world imploded. His lower lip trembled, his pupils dilated in sheer terror. The power he wielded moments before had evaporated, replaced by a desperate, pathetic plea. He stumbled backward, his manicured hands reaching out, not in aggression, but in desperate supplication.
”He stumbled backward, his manicured hands reaching out, not in aggression, but in desperate supplication.