My ego became higher than any sky scraper you could think of. My father just made me eight hundred and fifty trillion dollars richer. My net worth was back and to be frank with you I just leant a lot from father and would never lose my place as the world richest man.
After a delightsome moment with father, I hugged him and promised to make him proud in the labor market. The aura of vitality and success took over me, and I couldn’t wait to confront men like Thomas Jackson who wanted to rubbish me with his mere four hundred trillion dollars.
An eye for an eye! I just couldn’t wait to challenge Thomas Jackson and show him the stuff I was made of now.
Already my host of security were outlined at my private jet , waiting for me. Promptly Zion drifted to my side. He was having a phone on his ears and I perceived it was a phone call from Forbes.
“Boss! Boss!” he chanted, gasped to my side before he added, “The Forbes directors have been hounding me with phone calls, demanding to confirm if the news about the decline of your net worth true. They want to know if you are still the world richest man since you now worth one hundred thousand dollars.”
I grinned, “Tell them I am worth eight hundred and fifty trillion dollars now…”
Zion who was on a phone call with Forbes was forced to hang up the call, “Boss I perceive you are drunk after a long time with your father and having enough to drink. Why don’t you get on the jet , so I can fly you home , because it is obvious you are drunk…”
“Are you stupid? Who is drunk?” I beamed, and took off my sunshades before clicking my fingers at my security who was standing by , “Hey go inside and tell the security to be fast with the bags of money. I don’t have time to waste.”
“As the world richest man pleases.” The security bowed and matched away as wind.
With arms in my pocket and jaw dropping, I advanced to Zion , “Put a prompt call to Forbes and inform them I am still the world richest man and nobody can snatch it from me, and if they rebuke you tell them I am currently worth eight hundred and fifty trillion dollars.”
“Holy serpent!” his mouth twisted, “Boss how come? But your net worth just declined to one hundred thousand dollars, making room for Thomas Jackson to take over as the world richest man. We haven’t been distributing oil and gas after the Alafin crash and the oil well which was taken from us!” he peered his face at me to be sure I wasn’t intoxicated with alcohol.
“Zion! I called and wished I could reserve my comment, “I just told you a part of my net worth. That is not my total net worth. You don’t know anything about me or my father. I am the true heir to the Saint Don Group. I can never be poor.”
Promptly the security shuffled from the inside with over hundred bags of dollars and pounds. Zion was dumbfounded as he stared and gaped at them while they conveyed the bags of money to the jet.
“Boss what is happening? What is in the bag they are carrying, huh? What could be in that bag?” anticipation hung in his eyes and anxiety decked his face.
I chortled and watched as the security struggled with the bags of money, “You are looking at a part of my current net worth. In those bags are eight hundred and fifty trillion dollars ; a wonderful gift from my father who wouldn’t sit back and watch his heir lose his title as the world richest man…”
Zion interposed hastily, wait a minute, boss! In other words you are serious with your statement. You mean Saint Don gifted you eight hundred and fifty trillion just to support you?”
I smirked and my eyes burned with unfathomable wealth which would keep me at the top forever. “Do you call that support? Well you can call anything you want but as for me this is a permanent leap to unlimited wealth. Don’t forget I have boxes of diamond in my vault.”
“bos#s!” Zion called and resounded, “Diamond? Do you mean real diamond is in this mansion? How come all this has been here and we went missing in the oil and gas market? Oh this is unimaginable. Your father has done golden. But I thought Saint Don is worth thirty trillion dollars. I can’t just believe he has this much! What a father!” he let a bounteous smile on his face.
“My father is super-duper rich. Zion. Sometimes when I look at myself in the mirror I often doubt if this life of mine is a mirage or a reality. Every single day of my life opens fresh door of success and unlimited wealth…”
Zion interposed me with a stuttering tone, “But … but boss, the news making the round is about mike don losing his net worth and title to Thomas Jackson. In fact a while ago when I surfed the internet a and social media, I was astonished at the rate the news had gone. It went viral so quickly. That is the reason Forbes have been on my neck.”
I let a haze of frown fill my face as I watched the security on load the bags of money into my private jet, “this is absurdly serious. I knew haters like Thomas Jackson wanted me to return to my vomit. Yes, they wanted to see me return to the hey days when I did delivery job just to survive, those days my father-in-law and ex wife made life unbearable for me…”
When I cast an inspective gaze at Zion his face had reddened, and eyes were clouded with warm tears which would trickle down any moment soon.
“Boss, don’t worry about me. It is tears of joy. Earlier I thought it was going to be a wrap for us after you lost your net worth and we couldn’t meet up with the demand of customers. But look at us today. Security are carrying bags of money as drum of water…” he sniffed heavily before asking, “What is next boss?”
I intoned, “First you must phone Forbes and inform them about my leap to unlimited wealth, second I must confront Thomas Jackson, third, the world must know I am still the world richest man…”