The Abandoned Trillionaire

Chapter 2 4

Stiles hung up the call and rushed in throwing out the broken bottle in the trash, he sneaked out through the back door and waved down a cab.

“Taxi!.”

He then opened the door and went into the cab as fast as he could.

“Yes, mister take me to the Henderson mansion and please step on it.”

The driver zoomed off, on their way the driver took a glance at his rear view, he looked at Stiles who was gazing outside through the window and also putting on a worried face.

“Sir, sorry for bothering you, do you work at the Henderson mansion?.”

The driver asked as he gazed at Stiles through the rear view.

“Uhm…, yes mister, I do work for the Henderson Global Conglomerate, why do you ask?.”

Stiles asked as he lein back to the car seat and gazed at the driver.

“Sir, my wife has been working at one of the restaurants owned by one of Mr Henderson's right hand man and she hasn't been paid for over a year now.”

“And she is getting tired, every day she tells me she is tired and she wants to quit but I beg