THE WRETCHED SON-IN-LAW IS A MULTI-TRILLIONAIRE

Greed

Troy jumped at the sound of the alarm, he didn't want to get to work late unless his boss would fire him this time.

“Wait..." He muttered to himself looking around the room in confusion, then it finally hit him... His life is different now, this room is his own. He sighed in relief and he say down on his bed.

His eyes fell to a brilliant white card sitting beside the manila envelope that he had not yet opened because he was scared that he would find a secret he would not be able to stomach.

He grabbed the card, someone working In the house must have dropped it while he was asleep. It read 'We are having meeting at the Winthrop Golden Land Estate, at the presidential suit. Your father's Will is going to be read, be there by 10:00 AM." His eyes fell to the table clock and he ran to the bathroom to take his bath, it was already 9:34 AM what kind of image would he display to the lawyers if he was not on time.

He quickly took his bath, they had not yet delivered his clothes, but lying in the closet were clothes that had not even been used at all, they were still wrapped in the packaging plastic bags.

Troy took a tank top and threw on a sweat pant, he had to enjoy the luxury of wearing loose clothes before he would have to get used to wearing three piece suits.

He did not have a driver's license because he did not need it, although he drove the Williams around whenever they wanted him to serve as their driver. He went downstairs and give men greeted him.

“I need someone to drive me to Winthrop Golden Land Estate. " Troy said and before he could complete his statement, someone already ran into the garage to get a car. He returned with a sleek black bullet proof car.

***

Troy climbed down from the car and asked the driver to leave.

“But master, I can wait out here for you untill you're finished with your business." The driver said.

“Don't worry, I'll find my way." Troy answered.

“But master, I insist because you would not have to pass through the stress of finding your way back, I can wait for as long as you choose to stay." He replied.

" Drive back, it's an order." Troy said and the man started driving back to the mansion without another word.

Troy walked by the first security, he ignored their stares. He was not surprised they were cold towards him, his identity is not yet know so to them he's just an ordinary man in normal clothes. Although when he got to the top of the floor, he was stopped by a group of security guards.

“Hey, entries through here is limited to only a few. " The head guard stated with a hard voice.

" A limited few?. " Troy questioned.

They laughed amongst themselves, ordinary people are not even granted access to the presidential floor, but they didn't know that Troy owned the building.

“Only The extremely wealthy and Important people can have the access through This door, now leave or I'll break both your legs." The guard said without a hint of joke lingering in his eyes, he was ready to complete his threats.

Troy didn't have any identification with him, he could not prove to the guards that he owned the building or that the meeting going on in one of the presidential suites was for him.

“I have a meeting inside, I'm Troy Barry, Mr Barry Winthrop's son." Troy told them and a bout of laughter was triggered. They laughed hard at Troy, they bent down and held their knees.

DING

The door of one of the elevator opened to reveal a beautiful woman, about Troy's age mate. Her Auburn red hair shimmered like it was set on fire and he hazel eyes were sensual. She saw the guards laughing but immediately they saw her, they all composed themselves.

She immediately recognized Troy as soon as her eyes fell on him, she was Teress, his personal assistant.

“Oh my God, Master Troy." She said with a low bow, Troy was mesmerized by her beauty and he couldn't help but blush as she bowex.

“Please, you can call me Troy." Troy told her with a grin. The guards were immediately taken aback, each of them wished they could turn back time, they begged the ground to open so it would swallow them whole.

“Young master, forgive us." The head guard said.

Teress squinted her eyes.

“Did they disrespect you, I can have them fired right now." Teress said to Troy, the faces of the guards were filled with terror.

" No, it's fine." Troy said waving his hand, the head guard thanked him profusely as he held the door open for them.

“I'm Teress, your personal assistant." Teress said to Troy.

“Nice to meet you Tere—" Troy could not complete his statement because Teress had led him to a suite that was occupied by a dosen people sitting around a big round table.

Seven of them were lawyers, five were his relatives that he never knew he had. Immediately they layed their eyes on him their expressions turned sour.

“How are we even sure this is Barry's legitimate son, for all we know he could be a scammer!." One man with Silver grey hair said as he stood up from his seat angrily pointing his hand towards Troy. He was deeply angry and scared because Troy was very handsome and he looked healthy, the also looked exactly like his father, Mr Barry, there was no doubt he was his legitimate child.

" Guards!. " Teress said, the security guards standing in the halls entered into the suite and tje man had no choice but to sit down.

Troy didn't know who these people were, he regretted not reading the letter at all, it would have told him something at least.

“Don't worry, these people are your family members, aunt.. uncle's and cousins, they are angry at you because they did not expect Mr Barry to have a son, they wanted the properties. They don't have direct access to your wealth, although they wish they do. If they get any chance they can kill you and take everything from you." Teress said in a soft whisper, she was not smiling.

The news was hard on Troy. He could not stop turning to look at their angry faces as the lawyers read the will, they were left with nothing as Mr Barry gave everything to Troy.

They angrily stomped out mumbling threats under their breaths.

“They're harmless." Teress said standing beside Troy.

He turned to look at her, her curves were evident under her clothes. She was a representation of divine beauty.

“I have to go." Troy said to her walking out of the building.

“But sir, your press conference." Teress said trying to catch up as Troy's long strides were also sharp.

He stopped walking and she bumped into him.

“I'm sorry master, but people don't know how you look like yet, don't you want the world to know who the wealthiest man is?."