“I will be very busy in the next twenty fours. I got a consortium meeting in Madrid and it is very pertinent I honor the meeting. Have you informed my pilot to get the private jet ready?” I asked Zion.Zion who had remained bowed asked gently, “Yes, the world richest.” He raised his head abruptly and said yet further, “what would become of the Fanny’s. They have been waiting and they have fallen asleep at the reception. Are you still interested to meet with them?”I grinned and my jaw sagged, “I don’t have business with bunch of bankruptcy ingrates. To hell with them,” I intoned and quickly waved at my security and we dispersed. Fanny Luis and Melissa had slept off when it was their turn to meet with me. When they got a tap on the shoulders, they flinched and rubbed their eyes only to see Zion standing before them.Melissa threw a glance at her watch and it was past seven. She sighed heavily and stroked her auburn hair before staring at Zion. “It must have gotten to our turn now. Can

When Fanny Luis and Melissa pranced into the spacious exquisite office of my very self, they met no one. Surprised and dumbfounded they stood frozen and star struck at the splendor of the office which had an ocean view and land scape display. The cushion, and picture frames were made of pure gold and diamond. Even Fanny in his years of being a billionaire couldn’t afford the office.Melissa let an aura of irritation on her face but inwardly her heart melted at my taste of luxury. She never knew the once ragged, destitute boy had good sense of wealth. She couldn’t take her eyes off the plagues of awards and recognition I had receive in such a short while as the Chairman of the Saint Don Group. She smacked her lips at my hot, dashing picture of on the wall; I was well-suited , with designers sunshades on my eyes and diamond bracelet and watch . When we were married she couldn’t see much of those thick pink lips and lush beards.Indeed wealth had morphed her destitute ‘Brian Patrick’ in

When Fanny Luis and Melisa returned home , Lisa Bake told them about the viral protest which their staff had started over the non-payment of salary, even before they got down to the villa a few of the staffers had visited the villa to demand for their salary.“You look drawn and worn out,” said Lisa Bake to Melissa who was busy dusting the dining and turning on the TV to get first hand news of what was happening at the fanny group.As soon as the TV turned on, brief broadcast about my intention to pay off the salary of angry staffers of the Fanny Group had already gone viral. I had countless sessions about my intention to pay the medical bills of the sick at the hospital, and during such aura I had mentioned my interest to pay the salary of staffers at the Fanny Group“Bastard!” Lisa Bake cursed, the moment I made mention of that before the journalist. She tilted her neck to Fanny who was gulping down rum to quell his nerves, “was that what you discussed today? Did you beg that bastar

Lisa Bake was stirring her cup of coffee at the dining and sipping with rare appetite when Fanny Luis barged in like thunder and shot an inquisitive, anxious gaze at her.“Grandma! Grandma!” he called and reached to the TV remote, “Have you listened to the news today?” He couldn’t wait for her reply, and he turned on the TV and sat down pretty damn quick when the broadcaster showed up .“Why do I need to listen news? I am the news. Why do you ask if I may know? She gulped her tea to pay rapt attention.Fanny Luis raised his hand at her and signaled her to keep shut so that he could get the news the broadcaster was giving.Once Lisa Bake heard that the news was about me, she trudged closer to the TV and had her hands on her waist as she paid rapt attention to the broadcaster.Suddenly and as soon as the broadcaster was through with the news, Fanny Luis beamed, “I said it! I said it! I know this wasn’t rumor! I knew it!”Lisa Bake’s jaw set as she wrinkled her nose in doubt, “But how

Melissa paced into the hospital and once she caught sight of Lisa Bake under the oxygen mask , she cast a glance at Fanny Luis.“How is granny doing, father?” she scuttled to the side of Lisa Bake and breathed uneasily upon gazing at her dull, sickly face.Fanny Luis replied, “I have spent the only two hundred thousand dollars we realized from the cars you sold. Doctor says she has cancer at the fourth stage and chemo will have to commence as soon as possible.”“What!” she exclaimed and couldn’t stop staring at the stilled face of Lisa Bake, “What is the chances of her survival?” she queried yet further.“I don’t know yet, daughter.” He swallowed hard, “The tragedy here now is that we have spent all we have on her medical bills. I just pray more bails don’t surface because we are broke now.”Melissa stroked her long unkempt hair and sat down to ponder over their impending disaster.“I don’t think more bills will surface further. The two hundred thousand dollars is going to be the last