My Wives Are Too Overpowered



"Hey, wait!"

Turning to the source of the voice, Alexander, Samuel, and the waiter saw a skinny boy with messy ginger colored hair come towards them.

It was Carl, the taxi driver.

Carl hurried to the table Alex and Samuel were on and took a seat. He was breathing heavily but still said to the waiter, "can I get the most expensive food item in the menu please?"

"Sir…" the waiter turned to Alex.

Samuel was just as confused as the waiter and looked at Carl with amusement.

Alex smiled and shook his head. Carl was still just a kid in his eyes and this slight bit of immaturity was not a bother to him.

He turned to the waiter and said, "it's okay, get the boy what he wants."

"If you say so." The waiter said and went to get the thing Carl wanted.

"This is?" Samuel asked.

"Sam, Arl, Arl, Sam." Alex did a short introduction.

"Samuel Martin." Samuel put his hand forward and said with a small smile. 

"I am Carl Davis, Mr. Samuel. Nice to meet you." Carl put his hand forward and shook it with Sam's.

Carl then immediately turned to Alex and said, "Mr. Alexander, my name is not Arl. It's Carl with a car before l."

Alex's brain lagged when trying to process what Carl just said and it was only after a few seconds did it click him.

"Carl?"

"Oof! Finally! Thank you!" Carl was in tears when Alex finally pronounced his name right!

Samuel was very confused watching Carl and turning to Alex, asked, "Is he into this too?"

Alex smiled and said, "for our corporation, won't we need a Director?"

"I mean…" Samuel was confused. "Aren't we two enough? And what will Carl do in our company anyway?"

Samuel was blunt but it was the truth.

Carl felt slightly embarrassed hearing that and his self-esteem took a blow.

"Sam, you and I have a lot of things to do. Carl here can at least manage the company and the people. We anyway need a good person to be the Director later, and Carl's a good kid, perfectly fit for this job and position."

Carl's embarrassed look washed away as if it was never there and his self-esteem shot up to the sky.

"If you say so." Samuel was still a bit skeptical, but he decided to give this a shot. "Anyway, you didn't answer my question yet. How are we going to have deals?"

"Yes, about that…"

Alex took a sip of water and in the meantime, a different waiter arrived with a cart and stopped beside Alex's table.

"Sir…" the waiter said politely and gestured to the three that the food was ready.

Carl made some space for himself and the waiter served the dish on the table and picking up the lid from the plate, the waiter said in a thick French accent,

"It's zee Lobster Thermidor, a dekadent and looxurious dish zat feechures our most succulent and joo-see lobster meat cooked een a creamy sauce wiz mushrooms and cheese, habitually served een zee lobster shell."

Carl was dumbfounded with such service and looked at the waiter in puzzlement. 'Sounds expensive for sure.'

The waiter then opened a bottle of white wine and was about to pour some when Alex pointed out,

"He's underage." 

"Oh. Then, my apologies, sir." The waiter said and didn't pour the wine. He took the cart and went back.

"Damn, what is this?" Carl said as he looked at his plate. He took a bite of the lobster meat and said, "mhm… tastes… uhh… expensive… I guess?"

Carl seriously had no idea what to say or feel about this. It was his first time trying such a dish and although it didn't taste as good as normal food, there was still some good thing about it.

The bill was on Alex and it rightfully should be after the amount of trouble he got into last time.

The police had come investigating him but then left him alone for some reason.

Not to mention, he didn't even get his taxi money!

Yes, Alex may have left his phone with him with the passcode, but then what?

Why would Carl use someone's money like that?

Not a single cent was spent and Carl was just as broke as ever. At least after a week, he could have this treat as compensation.

While eating his food, Carl remembered, "oh yes, Mr. Alexander. Here's your phone."

"Thanks." Alex took it and said.

He didn't check it and kept it in his pocket, then started conversing with Samuel once again.

Carl was surprised by this and said, "Mr. Alexander, are you not going to check your phone? The amount of money I spent?"

"No." Alex turned his head to him and said. "Focus on eating and don't interrupt, just listen to what we're talking about."

Carl did a thumbs up and went back to eating mushrooms.

Samuel was confused about this interaction Alex had with Carl, but it seemed that it was their personal one so he didn't choose to be nosy.

Alex turned to Samuel again and said, "the deals we were talking about, it's of course not easy to get. We need a strong background, we need money, we need connections, it's a damn hassle."

Samuel nodded. "It is. What are we gonna do then?"

"Heh." Alex smirked. "We're gonna make movies and tv shows, put them on our platform, and voila."

"…" Samuel was dumbfounded. "Amigo, did you hit your head somewhere?"

Alex chuckled. "I know we don't have money and it's not a sure thing if we're gonna make bank via our movies."

Samuel nodded. "Indeed."

Alex continued, "but don't worry about it, I've got everything covered."

A thought crossed Samuel's as he heard that. 

"Alex, I have no idea what's cooking in your head, but in all of this, I don't understand what I am supposed to do…"

"Right, here's the thing you'll be doing and here's the things Carl will be doing soon…"

When told that they'll be making films and tv series, it was a big task to amass money to create a proper budget.

Alex said that he would look into it and once money was in, it would be Samuel and Carl who would go place to place for meetings, signing deals, and to finish off legal proceedings.

As Alex was the one bringing in all the money, he would take 75% stake and Samuel would hold the rest of it. 

Samuel was fine with it and didn't mind much as he knew bringing money was the biggest hurdle they had to clear.

Once all these things were discussed, Samuel asked, "what about the algorithm?"

"Do you remember Hazel from junior high?" 

Samuel thought about it and shook his head. "I don't remember any such girl."

Alex smiled and shook his finger. "Hazel's not a girl, he's a guy. Remember the four eyes with funny hair?"

"AH!" It clicked Samuel now. "THAT Hazel! Bahahaha, I remember, I remember!"

Samuel started laughing as he remembered the person while Alex just smiled in response.

"Where's that nerd now?" Samuel asked with a hearty laugh, completely forgetting that he too was a nerd.

Now that Alex had his phone, he took it out and searched Hazel's professional profile online.

Being without a phone in this day and age was a challenging task. Yet, Alex was without one for a whole week.

He used Nicole's phone during the time he was with her and when home, he would go out only when it was with Melissa or Nix.

The week went without a hitch due to this.

Once Hazel's profile was out, Alex showed it to Samuel.

Looking at it, Samuel put up a wide grin. "I knew it, baby. I knew it. This nerd was going places. Silicon Valley… quantum computers… CERN… damn!"

Carl's attention was drawn immediately when he heard that. He craned his neck towards Samuel to take a peek.

Samuel noticed this and didn't mind it. He showed it to Carl and said, "hahaha, do you know, this guy was bullied so much because of his name. He was a tall dude even in junior high. Now look at my boy and the places he's been to."

Carl gave it a look and saw a handsome black man with glasses. The person had neatly combed hair and was smiling while wearing a normal t-shirt.

This seemed normal to Carl but as he looked down at his bio, it shocked him.

Featured in Silicon Valley's most brilliant minds magazine…

Helped create a complex code for a trading startup and got it patented, making the startup profit greatly and rise to a billion dollar company…

Bridged the connection with a Quantum computer's complex hardware to its software, eventually making a workable UI design for researchers.

Now working in CERN as a researcher…

"DAMN!"