The Accidental Wealth

Chapter 20

Jackson pulled up to the apartment building, the car's engine purring to a stop. He took a deep breath, adjusting his tie for the umpteenth time. The suit felt like a costume, and he half-expected someone to point and yell, "Imposter!"

As he exited the car, he caught his reflection in the window. "Well, hello there, Mr. Fancy Pants," he muttered, straightening his jacket.

A portly man with a receding hairline and an eager smile was already hurrying towards him. "Mr. Jackson! Welcome, welcome! I'm Harold Pimms, the building manager. We've been expecting you!"

Jackson put on his best 'I totally belong here' smile. "Mr. Pimms, it's a pleasure to meet you."

"Oh, the pleasure is all mine, sir! Shall we?" Harold gestured towards the entrance with a flourish that would have made a royal butler proud.

As they walked through the lobby, Jackson felt like he was in a movie. Everything gleamed, from the marble floors to the crystal chandeliers. He half-expected to see movie stars lounging on