“You don’t know him?” Jake asked Sara.
“No, who is he?”
“Ok, ask Wikipedia, they have the answer…Hahaha!” Jake laughed.
I pointed with my finger to him, “that’s why I love you, bro.”
She did take her phone to search; I interrupted her “Type Joan…”
“Joan Fitzgerald, I know; I saw it on your card…”
“No, it is Joan Birmingham” I answered with a smile on my face and full of pride.
“Joan Birmingham…” she talked to herself.
“Don't you want to ask why or how my real name wasn’t written on the identity card?”
“No, it’s obvious that you don’t want people to…”
Her son completed her speech, “to know you…”
“Jake this family is going to make me crazy…” they really began annoying me with their intelligence.
“And, here we are…Wow, it looks like we have a billionaire here…!”
I began smiling “Thank you, that’s an honor.”
“Excuse me, how old are you?”
“Twenty-two, young lady,” Jake answered her sarcastically.
“Would you fuc*ing tell me, How a little child, like you, could own this wealth!” in a rage she said.
“You know, hard work and…” I was speaking before Jake interrupted me in a cold accent and destroyed all that I was about to say “Legacy, he is a legacy.”
“Oh! Is that So, I was wondering…” her rage vanished and she activated mockery mode.
“See Josh, I don’t want you to be like this kind of man who depended on their parents, I want you to build your future with your hands.” she continued.
“It’s not my fault to be a billionaire’s son, I didn’t choose my parents.” I tried to answer; signs of sadness appeared on me.
-She didn’t just have beautiful green eyes; she had the eyes of a navigator, that she could capture anything.-
She stopped joking about that as she saw that I got sad about that subject.
After a while of silence, “Now, may I leave?”
“No, you can’t.”
I asked again, “What? I showed you who I’m and that I have the money to cover your treatment’s cost!”
“In my eyes, you are the same person; homeless or a billionaire, I don’t trust either of you.”
Jake gave me that look, and I got it immediately; she passed the first test with a hundred percent success, she didn’t judge the book by the cover.
As she said that, she became more interesting in my eyes, and I decided to do what she wanted.
“What do you want? In short,” I pulled a chair to sit on, faced her, and asked.
“Actually, I don’t want your money, I’m a divorced woman who lives with just her son; so, if I have a broken leg and can’t stand, then, who is going to take care of my little angel?” she looked so sad, and nearly made me cry.
“I will prevent a maid for you…”
She interrupted me “No! No, no… maids are evils and I can’t trust them on my own son.”
“They are great, I promise…” I tried to explain.
“Nothing is going to change my mind about maids… I was born in a rich family too and we used to have a maid, my mom had a lot of work as my dad, so we grew up with maids… and I prefer to die than to let my own son in a maid’s hands.” Her voice and her sharp accent were confirming that she would never change her mind.
“You don’t want money, you don’t want maids, and what do you want?”
“Money is not always the solution, you know…” I interrupted her “What about maids?”
“The maids are not the solution too because…I mean they are not the ones who hit and broke my leg…” she said while descending her head and touched her injury in a sad scene.
“And what did you mean by that…?” I had a bad feeling.
“I mean that you need to help me…” she was talking “That what I’m trying to…” I raised my voice.
“…Personally.” She continued.
“Personally? It’s impossible.”
I couldn’t believe what she was saying; I thought that she is insane when she said that.
“Why it’s impossible? Because you are a wealthy man who doesn’t have time for poor people like me…!”
“Why do you hate rich people that much…? And yes, what about the companies I have, who is going to manage them…?” Sara was annoyed and didn’t want to respond “…Sara, look! I can’t help you like this I really can’t, but you can choose another way.”
“I want you to help me personally, and if you don’t want to, then, Goodbye! You can leave.”
What a stubborn woman! I never saw someone like her in my life.
I left the room with Jake; and something was hurting me in the inside of my body, “man, I don’t feel good,”
Jake immediately came to see me, “What is it? Boss.”
“I feel like something hurting me, here in my chest…”
His worries about me vanished “Yeah, that’s normal.”
“Normal? What do you mean by normal?”
“It’s called conscience”
“No, it’s not that” I smiled in a silly way.
And began thinking of what will happen to them, she is lonely just with her kid who needs care, and I was the one who broke her leg.
-I didn’t have a choice but to run back to her, and do what she said; and all of that’s because my good heart, also…Because she was so interesting, I mean, no person on earth will refuse that’s the money and the maids, especially in that tough situation.-
“So…What should I do?” “See… I told you…” she spoke to her child and smiled. She didn’t give me attention, “Lady! I’m talking to…” “And I’m speaking with my son here, at least show me some respect.” The crazy mom’s accent changed to be offensive. “Listen to me carefully, I’m going to do what you said to me, but if you keep up with this manner, I swear of god I will…” “What? You will do what? Dumped me…? Leave me…? Do it…! And show us who you really are; The Arrogant Rich Prince…!” She succeeded in making me angry; I never thought that I would lift my hand on a lady, that’s time was different as she touched a sensitive nerve, I couldn’t control my anger, especially when she told me that I inherited those characteristics from my dead father. I walked to her while she was laying on the bed and tried to slap her; I lifted my hand and I was about to do it, after that, I woke up in Jake’s arms. I had a terrible headache, a pa
He asked, “What did you say?”I answered, “No, it’s nothing…Um, where is the car?”An orange taxi car appeared in the turn next to the hotel, “Here it is…”Jake said.“Ok then, see you…” when the taxi car stopped I got in it, and before I closed the door the little girl came back again to tell me “How could the Handsome Prince ride in a taxi, you are a cheater…” she ran into me to hit me; I didn’t control myself as I remembered all the pain she caused before, so I screamed, but Jake hold her until I closed the car’s door.“Go, go…” I spoke with the driver.He started the engine and went, “where to? Sir,” he asked.“To the Capital Street, please.”“Man, I don’t mean to offend, but that’s street is not built for people like you and me…”“What do you mean?&rd
The call he did was to send a message, and the interpretation I could get to it was; the message splits into two parts;-Superficial meaning; it said that I work in silence and don’t show to people or anyone that I’m doing a good thing.-Deep meaning; and it is not hundred percent true, but it made me worry too much because I began thinking that one of the closest people to me is not like he pretends.-As I was walking in the middle of the street heading to my house, -or should I call it my castle; it was so big,- looking at the Capital’s roads and houses; and wondering how they look so peaceful from the outside, and all the happiness is drawn on all the faces of the families there, I started talking to myself “How they can be happy? How they can live happily despite all the hurt and the damages they caused to others? Does one of them have any drop of consciousness, and aren’t they feeling guilty?”Too many accusations, and for
“Sweetie!” with her radiant face and her shiny smile, Tina; the principal maid; responsible for all castle's workers always knows how to cheer me up. I never treated her like a maid because she never treated me like a stranger. I was like her grandson. I hugged her back, “Hey! Tina…! How are you doing?” “I' am fine, get in…” she welcomed—though it was my house, all of us in the castle felt like Tina was the owner, and everyone used to listen to her, even me and Jake. And she was fighting me many times when she sees me acting bad or doing inappropriate in order to be a good man, or once I exited the house and the atmosphere is cold, she used to run to me and gave me a coat and insisted on wearing it even if I didn’t want. -I remember once, at three and before my mom passed away, I got sick while mom was working in the lab; she stayed all night awake, taking care of me, however, that wasn’t all. One moment that night, I hardly opened my eyes to fi
“You have a plan?” I whispered. “Yes, but it needs to be done as soon as possible.” He said. “Ok, but what is the goal of this plan?” “My mom needs the help, but she will not accept it… The only thing to change her mind is…” The features of his face transformed to sadness as he continued, “… Is to be fired from her job.” I said, “Fire her…!” he surprised me. He answered, “Yes, that’s the only way…” “And then, what?” “Then, you leave it to me, but you need to help her as you said.” I didn’t like the idea, “ok, let us supposed that she got fired, and I helped her, what will happen when her leg healed?” “It depends on you; if you are ready to help her and take the responsibility, let’s do the plan, otherwise, just leave it…” I thought for a while and talked to myself, “Okay… If I helped her, I need to take responsibility, I want to, but I don’t know if I’m ready to take the risks and relate myself,
“Is she…?” I wanted to confirm.He looked bummed, “Yes, she is… “Tina was wondering, “who is Beatrice…?” loudly.I said, “A gold-digger!” and he said, “A model!” at the same time.After, we stared at each other for a moment.-Beatrice Markova; a gold-digger, works as a model. She is not famous a lot, however, she’s drop-dead gorgeous; she almost got me in her trap with her magic; it’s a long story, but I knew she did what she did because of my money.-“Bro, don’t say that!” he warned me, using his finger.I laughed, “Don’t pretend you care!”“I do care. She is my future wife!” he shouted.I couldn’t hide my rage also, “Future wife! Don’t crack me up, she is a gold-digger.”“No, she is not!” he stood up and hit the chair on the ground.I tried to calm him
I noticed what I was going to say. I spoke to myself, “What the heck! What am I doing?” “I’m in a lot of problems.” I felt idiotic. “Oh! And what I’m supposed to do, you’re a billionaire, solve it!” she yelled. “M… My bad,” I mumbled. She moved back to the hospital. I began thinking that it was such a bad idea, coming to a woman I barely know her full name. Maybe Jake was right; I was not thinking clearly. I rode the car in desperation and sorrow. Brandon came over and sat beside me. In a regretting move, I put my head on the wheel, looking down and wishing that I didn’t come here. “Hmm… Are you okay, boss?” Brandon in a faint tone. After a few seconds, “What do you think?” I responded. As smiling, he said, “I think she is gorgeous.” “No dummy, what do you think about me, not her… ” he looked stupid. “I… I think you are gorgeous too… ” Brandon got embarrassed since he was a blond, his cheeks turn
I went to the car while trying my best to hide the jubilant features on my face, but what can I say; I am not that guy. I kept my eyes down and got in the car. The moment I lift my head, Brandon was smiling and looking weirdly. “What?” I asked because he confused me. He passed his hands and tried to tickle me. “Mission passed… Mr. Romeo.” “Man, I’m still your boss.” It was an embarrassing situation. The words I said made Brandon transformed into seriousness mode. He started the engine, put his hands on the wheel, and prepared. -It gave me a feeling like he was forced to work as a bodyguard because his personality belong to a pizza delivery man or a sales agent.- “Can I ask you a question?” “Yes sir,” He answered. While trying to dry my jacket, I asked, “Do you have a family?” “Yes sir.” “I told you before, don't to call me sir! Okay.” “Okay… ” He looked sad. “It’s all right, and w
-I knew it.-I put on my seatbelt and said, “I think you have chosen the right dream.”“Thank you… Joan.”“Okay, let’s go home.”“Um… I… My shift is done an hour ago.”“Oh, why you didn’t tell me?” he surprised me“You needed me, so…”He made me feel terrible; he was taking the humiliation in non-working hours; I didn’t think that an apology would solve the problem.“Where do you wanna go?”“I gotta and buy some stuff for my family.”“What stuff…? I’m sorry for sticking my nose, you don’t need to answer.”“No, don’t worry about it, but I dunno actually, maybe some vegetables and fruits.”“I can take you,” I said in confidence.“No, no, you don’t have to.”“Nope, w
I went to the car while trying my best to hide the jubilant features on my face, but what can I say; I am not that guy. I kept my eyes down and got in the car. The moment I lift my head, Brandon was smiling and looking weirdly. “What?” I asked because he confused me. He passed his hands and tried to tickle me. “Mission passed… Mr. Romeo.” “Man, I’m still your boss.” It was an embarrassing situation. The words I said made Brandon transformed into seriousness mode. He started the engine, put his hands on the wheel, and prepared. -It gave me a feeling like he was forced to work as a bodyguard because his personality belong to a pizza delivery man or a sales agent.- “Can I ask you a question?” “Yes sir,” He answered. While trying to dry my jacket, I asked, “Do you have a family?” “Yes sir.” “I told you before, don't to call me sir! Okay.” “Okay… ” He looked sad. “It’s all right, and w
I noticed what I was going to say. I spoke to myself, “What the heck! What am I doing?” “I’m in a lot of problems.” I felt idiotic. “Oh! And what I’m supposed to do, you’re a billionaire, solve it!” she yelled. “M… My bad,” I mumbled. She moved back to the hospital. I began thinking that it was such a bad idea, coming to a woman I barely know her full name. Maybe Jake was right; I was not thinking clearly. I rode the car in desperation and sorrow. Brandon came over and sat beside me. In a regretting move, I put my head on the wheel, looking down and wishing that I didn’t come here. “Hmm… Are you okay, boss?” Brandon in a faint tone. After a few seconds, “What do you think?” I responded. As smiling, he said, “I think she is gorgeous.” “No dummy, what do you think about me, not her… ” he looked stupid. “I… I think you are gorgeous too… ” Brandon got embarrassed since he was a blond, his cheeks turn
“Is she…?” I wanted to confirm.He looked bummed, “Yes, she is… “Tina was wondering, “who is Beatrice…?” loudly.I said, “A gold-digger!” and he said, “A model!” at the same time.After, we stared at each other for a moment.-Beatrice Markova; a gold-digger, works as a model. She is not famous a lot, however, she’s drop-dead gorgeous; she almost got me in her trap with her magic; it’s a long story, but I knew she did what she did because of my money.-“Bro, don’t say that!” he warned me, using his finger.I laughed, “Don’t pretend you care!”“I do care. She is my future wife!” he shouted.I couldn’t hide my rage also, “Future wife! Don’t crack me up, she is a gold-digger.”“No, she is not!” he stood up and hit the chair on the ground.I tried to calm him
“You have a plan?” I whispered. “Yes, but it needs to be done as soon as possible.” He said. “Ok, but what is the goal of this plan?” “My mom needs the help, but she will not accept it… The only thing to change her mind is…” The features of his face transformed to sadness as he continued, “… Is to be fired from her job.” I said, “Fire her…!” he surprised me. He answered, “Yes, that’s the only way…” “And then, what?” “Then, you leave it to me, but you need to help her as you said.” I didn’t like the idea, “ok, let us supposed that she got fired, and I helped her, what will happen when her leg healed?” “It depends on you; if you are ready to help her and take the responsibility, let’s do the plan, otherwise, just leave it…” I thought for a while and talked to myself, “Okay… If I helped her, I need to take responsibility, I want to, but I don’t know if I’m ready to take the risks and relate myself,
“Sweetie!” with her radiant face and her shiny smile, Tina; the principal maid; responsible for all castle's workers always knows how to cheer me up. I never treated her like a maid because she never treated me like a stranger. I was like her grandson. I hugged her back, “Hey! Tina…! How are you doing?” “I' am fine, get in…” she welcomed—though it was my house, all of us in the castle felt like Tina was the owner, and everyone used to listen to her, even me and Jake. And she was fighting me many times when she sees me acting bad or doing inappropriate in order to be a good man, or once I exited the house and the atmosphere is cold, she used to run to me and gave me a coat and insisted on wearing it even if I didn’t want. -I remember once, at three and before my mom passed away, I got sick while mom was working in the lab; she stayed all night awake, taking care of me, however, that wasn’t all. One moment that night, I hardly opened my eyes to fi
The call he did was to send a message, and the interpretation I could get to it was; the message splits into two parts;-Superficial meaning; it said that I work in silence and don’t show to people or anyone that I’m doing a good thing.-Deep meaning; and it is not hundred percent true, but it made me worry too much because I began thinking that one of the closest people to me is not like he pretends.-As I was walking in the middle of the street heading to my house, -or should I call it my castle; it was so big,- looking at the Capital’s roads and houses; and wondering how they look so peaceful from the outside, and all the happiness is drawn on all the faces of the families there, I started talking to myself “How they can be happy? How they can live happily despite all the hurt and the damages they caused to others? Does one of them have any drop of consciousness, and aren’t they feeling guilty?”Too many accusations, and for
He asked, “What did you say?”I answered, “No, it’s nothing…Um, where is the car?”An orange taxi car appeared in the turn next to the hotel, “Here it is…”Jake said.“Ok then, see you…” when the taxi car stopped I got in it, and before I closed the door the little girl came back again to tell me “How could the Handsome Prince ride in a taxi, you are a cheater…” she ran into me to hit me; I didn’t control myself as I remembered all the pain she caused before, so I screamed, but Jake hold her until I closed the car’s door.“Go, go…” I spoke with the driver.He started the engine and went, “where to? Sir,” he asked.“To the Capital Street, please.”“Man, I don’t mean to offend, but that’s street is not built for people like you and me…”“What do you mean?&rd
“So…What should I do?” “See… I told you…” she spoke to her child and smiled. She didn’t give me attention, “Lady! I’m talking to…” “And I’m speaking with my son here, at least show me some respect.” The crazy mom’s accent changed to be offensive. “Listen to me carefully, I’m going to do what you said to me, but if you keep up with this manner, I swear of god I will…” “What? You will do what? Dumped me…? Leave me…? Do it…! And show us who you really are; The Arrogant Rich Prince…!” She succeeded in making me angry; I never thought that I would lift my hand on a lady, that’s time was different as she touched a sensitive nerve, I couldn’t control my anger, especially when she told me that I inherited those characteristics from my dead father. I walked to her while she was laying on the bed and tried to slap her; I lifted my hand and I was about to do it, after that, I woke up in Jake’s arms. I had a terrible headache, a pa