Unexpected Trillionaire.

A taste of your own medicine.

Tip-toeing towards the door, Alex Waynee stared at Sandra Douglas who was already sleeping soundly.

"Sleep tight my love, I have a rose to deal with." Alex Waynee muttered to himself as he opened the door and walked outside.

Staring at his watch, he decided it was best if he called Eric Raymond to come pick him up rather than boarding a bus.

Picking up his phone, he immediately called Eric Raymond.

"Hello…who is on the line?"

Eric Raymond replied, his face was still sleepy as he walked over to the table.

"Hello, Eric Raymond…can you hear me?"

"Hello young master, why are you still awake by this time?"

Eric Raymond asked, his voice laced with a mixture of concern and intrigue.

It was unusual for Alex to call at such an hour, especially with an air of urgency in his tone.

"Eric, I need your help. Something unexpected has come up, and I can't take care of it alone."

Alex Waynee said, his voice laced with a mixture of concern and anxiety.

There was a pause on the line, the weight of Al