World Domination Begins With Getting a System in a Modern World-Chapter 80: Paradise

After everyone had been seated, the pilot’s voice was heard, telling everyone to buckle up as they are taking off.

The Gulfstream G700 rumbled softly as it accelerated down the runway, and its powerful engines roared to life.

James sat comfortably in his plush leather seat, barely feeling the momentum as the jet smoothly lifted off the ground.

The moment of takeoff was almost surreal — no turbulence, no rattling, just a seamless ascent into the sky.

Leslie, who had been hyped all morning, was suddenly quiet. Not out of fear, but because she was absorbing every moment of the experience.

Her phone could be said to be glued to her hands, as she was taking pictures nonstop, at a speed that even paparazzi would respect.

James smiled as he glanced at her.

"She’s been taking pictures nonstop. She’ll probably have enough to make a whole documentary by the time we land." He laughed.

Patty, who was seated across from them, looked around the cabin, taking in the rich mahogany finishes, the gold-trimmed detailing, and the soft ambient lighting which was barely noticeable due to the sunlight coming in through the window.

James saw this and it was clear to him that she was appreciating every second of this, and he smiled.

As the jet continued climbing, the captain’s voice came through the overhead speakers.

"Good morning, ladies and gentlemen. We have now reached our cruising altitude of 45,000 feet. Expected flight time to Cook Islands is approximately 9 hours and 45 minutes. Sit back, relax, and enjoy your flight."

As soon as the announcement ended, two immaculately dressed flight attendants approached them, with smooth, sweet and professional voices.

One of the attendants walked to James and his family, while the second walked to Mr and his team, who were seated at the back.

"Mr. Zolomon, would you and your family care for a meal?" She asked.

"Yeah, let’s eat." James nodded.

Patty and Leslie also agreed, and the attendants gave a slight bow before heading toward the onboard galley, where their private chef was already preparing gourmet meals.

As the flight attendant headed back, James took a good look at her and she was beautiful. It was now that he understand why those stories used to float around.

James couldn’t help but have a feeling that the charter company "prepared" them for him, but he felt that it was ridiculous.

"What the hell am I thinking right now?" He laughed at his own thought.

James pushed the useless thought out of his head, as he took a moment to really absorb just how extravagant this jet was.

The cabin was spacious, divided into five separate living areas — each with hand-stitched leather seats that could recline into full beds.

A 42-inch 4K television was mounted on the wall, and surround-sound system that softly continuously to fill the background with a selection of smooth jazz.

The skyline view through the oversized panoramic windows was absolutely breathtaking. The endless blue sky stretched out before them, and down below, the earth looked like a miniature map, shrinking away as they soared toward their destination.

The flight attendants came back with a tray filled with fruit drinks in their hands and dropped them on the executive table of their seat.

"Please enjoy your fruit drinks while waiting for the chef to finish preparing the meal," the flight attendant said, with a slight nod and started heading back.

Leslie, still glued to her phone, took a slow sip of her drink — a freshly made fruit smoothie.

"James." She turned to him with an expression that was a mix of awe and disbelief. "I need you to be honest with me. Is this real life?"

"You tell me. Is this real or just a dream?" He laughed.

She shook her head, still processing it all.

"I don’t think I’ll ever get used to this."

Patty, who had been enjoying a glass of freshly squeezed orange juice, let out a soft chuckle.

"It’s incredible, isn’t it?" she mused, with her warm voice filled with appreciation.

"My first time on a plane, and it happens to be in a jet like this. I almost feel spoiled."

"You deserve it, Patty. The both of you and this is just the beginning." James smiled.

***

Not long after, the attendants returned with their food — a multi-course gourmet meal prepared fresh by the onboard chef.

The first course was a plate of buttery lobster bisque, served with warm, freshly baked rolls.

For the main course, James had opted for A5 Wagyu steak, perfectly seared and plated alongside garlic mashed potatoes and a side of grilled asparagus.

Patty chose a pan-seared Chilean sea bass, drizzled with a delicate lemon butter sauce, while Leslie went for a truffle-infused pasta, topped with freshly shaved Parmesan.

And for dessert, a decadent chocolate soufflé with vanilla bean ice cream was served, alongside freshly brewed Ethiopian coffee.

Leslie’s eyes nearly popped out of her head when she took her first bite.

"James." She set her fork down dramatically, as she took in a deep, and sniffed like she was about to cry.

"You don’t understand. This is the best meal I’ve had in my life. It nearly on par with mom’s cooking."

James chuckled, but said nothing as he cut into his steak.

"This... this is truly something else," Patty said, with a satisfied look on her face.

As they ate, their conversation flowed effortlessly, and they discussed what they are going to do when they land.

***

After the meal, Leslie — still buzzing from excitement — finally put her phone down and stretched.

"So, what else is there to do on this thing?"

James smiled and pointed toward the rear entertainment lounge.

"Go check it out for yourself."

Leslie didn’t need to be told twice, as she stood up and nearly sprinted toward the back, where a massive L-shaped sofa, gaming setup, and an even bigger TV awaited her.

A few moments later, the sound of a Mario Cart race starting up echoed through the cabin.

James saw this and shook his head in amusement.

"That girl has too much energy," Patty chuckled.

"Yeah, she’s the life of the family," James said, with sweet smile.

With Leslie occupied, James and Patty took the chance to just sit back and enjoy the quiet atmosphere.

Patty leaned back into her seat, sipping on a glass of fine wine provided by the flight attendants.

She didn’t want to drink but James told her to try it, and since it’s going to be a long flight, they have more than enough time to relax.

"James. I just want to say thank you again. You’ve done more for us than I ever could’ve imagined." She said, with a warm, soft voice.

James turned to her, with a warm expression and smile on his face.

"You don’t need to thank me, Patty. This is just the beginning and our lives are going to get even better."

"I know," she said, with a sweet smile and her eyes filled with pride.

***

After nearly ten hours of pure luxury flight, which James spent watching movies and relaxing, the Gulfstream G700 began its descent.

Leslie — who had previously fallen asleep halfway through her gaming session — woke up just in time to see the breathtaking islands below.

The view was postcard-perfect, with crystal-clear turquoise waters, lush green palm trees, and pristine white sand beaches stretching for miles, and this was complimented by the evening sun that hung low in the sky.

They left Los Angeles in the morning and arrived in the evening.

"Oh my God," Leslie whispered, pressing her forehead against the window. "James. This is paradise."

"Wait till you see the villa." James smirked proudly.

He knew that Leslie will have a meltdown and it was already starting.

The aircraft touched down, and the touchdown was so smooth that if James hadn’t been looking outside, he wouldn’t have even realized they had landed.

As the jet taxied to a private terminal, two jet-black Rolls-Royce Cullinans were already waiting on the tarmac.

James exhaled as he got up from his seat and stretched slightly.

"Here we go," he said, with a satisfied smile.

A moment later, the flight attendants opened the jet door, letting in a rush of warm, tropical air.

As James stepped out onto the tarmac, he was greeted by two professionally dressed chauffeurs, standing beside the Rolls-Royces with polite smiles.

Leslie, who had followed closely behind, froze mid-step when she saw the cars.

"NO WAY. ROLLS-ROYCE?!"

James laughed and turned to look at herz with an expression that says "what else were you expecting?"

"You expected anything less?" He asked, and continued walking to the car.

They didn’t need to worry about their luggages as it would be taken care of.

One of the chauffeurs stepped forward and opened the door, revealing the plush leather interior, the starlight headliner, and the built-in champagne chiller.

James turned to Patty and Leslie.

"Shall we?"

"James... I love this life." Leslie grinned, as she slid into the car with them.