A Trillionaire’s Revenge

"Luke, please, you have to help them. You have to help my family." I plead, as I hold onto his shirt, desperately begging. I never wanted to be in such a position again, but I had to, for my family.

He holds my hands, "I'll go there and I'll try to sort it out. You know I'll go far and beyond for you."

Unable to control my tears, I hug my husband as tight as I possibly can. I hoped the small gesture would show how grateful I was even though I couldn't bring myself to say a word. Luke hold me, caressing my head as he runs his hand through my hair.

From a distance, I can hear Aunt Ruth crying as she simultaneously speaks to someone on the phone. I had two things on my mind, first off, I wondered how my father was doing. Lastly, I found everything that had occurred in the past few months very strange and unsettling. I knew Luke had something to do with our money, but our businesses? Mother never mentioned those.

"Luke, my dear?" Aunt Ruth joins us and I break the hug with Luke.

"Yes, Mrs. Ruth?"

"My husband is with your father-in-law and Judith. They've gotten a suite at the Matrix and they'll live there for now, at least."

"Temporarily?"

"Oh, I don't know, my love. It all depends on the situation and how soon it gets fixed. It's the penthouse of the Matrix so your mother shouldn't have a problem."

I roll my eyes as I massage my temples. "She doesn't have a choice here."

"That's good news. That should calm Natalie for now. Right, my love?"

"I need to call my father, see how he's doing." I get up, as I hurriedly leave the room.

**

"Caleb." I say, startled, as I bump into him. I look behind me to ensure no one is around or approaching us.

not happy. He drags me to the corner and I allow myself to

ask

you, Rocky." I

take you away from that bastard!" He yells in a whisper

peaceful day ever since you came here! I'm always

****

He didn't sound as sick as I'd expected, but I knew he was worried. He knew nothing about the recent developments as he'd been waking up and slipping back into a coma. Thankfully, Aunt

that I truly had no source of income and I knew all too well that my mother, somehow, must've squandered my trust fund. "Bloody hell." Is all I can say as I realize that there was a 99% chance my mother had used my trust for her own selfish benefits. My subconscious reminds me that my husband is indeed, a trillionaire. A trillionaire, I remind myself. Lucas had more than enough money

agreeing to be sold in the first place. I didn't want to collect a dime from Luke, but I needed some money for keepsake, in

and I roll my eyes at the caller ID.

"Yes, this is Natalie."

how you say

none to give you. I saw the news. Lucas is taking care of everything. He'll

don't call or check in on me, and when I decide to do so, you give me such nasty

hang up

"We're a

care about. Money. Like I said earlier on, I don't have any. Even if I did have, I wouldn't think of giving it to you. I'll tell my husband whatever money he promised to give you as part

***

ask Emmanuele and a few other staff.

paparazzi. They're outside, looking

"Does Luke know?" I ask, rubbing my palms together.

I hear Rocky

around in the

you send them away, if you'd