On this particular day my wife, Clara Roham was out in public doing what she knew how to do best , eradicating poverty, raising the less privileged people from the street to befitting apartment, feeding the hungry and clothing the naked.
She had pulled an ocean of the masses, and about now she had caused a stamped and heavy traffic on the major road thereby pulling more attention to her. The Rio Hondos were fascinated to have Clara Roham as their daughter.
Earlier I had established a multi-billion dollars foundation which we named the Mike Roham Foundation. And it was solely created for poverty alleviation.
These kind gestures by Clara Roham reduced the number of beggars on the road side and in the nearest future the Mike Roham foundation would be eradicating poverty by ninety percent. Already news of her mind-blowing giveaway in Osaka had got everyone talking.
The news making the round was the massive give away of my wife which had triggered the suspicion and jealousy of observers all over the world.
Just few days ago in Osaka, my wife did a giveaway worth one point two trillion dollars to Agro Divas, a mulit-trillion group that dwelled in agro and agro-related products.
The misfortune that befell the company made us write them a cheque; In a single day the Agro Divas lost their birds , farm produce, medicine that was supposed to be shipped to Malaysia and freshly manufacture fertilizers that were to be distributed to five continents.
Osaka had recorded their highest inflation after the misfortune that befell the Agro Divas, which happened to be the leading agricultural group in Osaka. With nothing to back on , the Agro Divas had packed up their bags to shut down due to unavoidable bankruptcy that befell them and about to suck them dry.
Clara Roham had visited the city at the time and the first briefing she had was about the canker worm loss that befell the Agro Divas. The empire needed nothing less than one point nine trillion to bounce back again and keep functioning. Many gossips had gone out, insinuating that I wouldn’t be able to save the Agro –Divas because of the money involved.
My wife had phoned me about it and I had given her an express order to loan them the sum of one point nine trillion dollars which the Osaka’s company was to pay back in two years.
This had got the media homes busy once again as they published news about the Saint Don Group loaning whooping sum of money to country’s company. This kind gesture by my wife and I got the entire world talking. Soon five more countries showed up in my office to access loans for their bankruptcy companies.
So this day, Sarah Canon was standing on the road side, staring at my wife share deliverables and cash to the less privileged ones when a voice sounded behind her.
“Every woman wishes to be like her now.” It was the voice of a chubby lady in her twenties. She was having handy a newspaper and some deliverables which she got from my wife, “Here, aren’t you going to go for yours? She is a nice woman. Her name is Clara Roham, the wife to the world richest man. isn’t she fortunate to be the wife of such a money god ?”
Sarah dragged a brief grin and shrugged, “Thank you for your concern.” She dimmed her eyes thoughtfully at Clara as she attended to the disable now. “Can you tell me more about this woman and her husband?”
“Well,” the lady intoned and replied her, “Let me tell you more about her husband, Mike Don, who happens to be the world richest man now. Every day his net worth increases. As of yesterday Forbes confirmed his net worth to be hundred trillion dollars. Not only is he the true heir to the Saint Don group, but he has license to explore the national oil well for two years.” She raised two of her fingers.
Sarah raised a distressed brow, “Did I hear you mention the Saint Don Group?” she queried and kept gaping at the chubby.
The chubby gave a nod in agreement.
Sarah added, “That is the richest oil and gas conglomerate in the world today. From time immemorial my family has been vying to do business with the Saint Don Group but it was to no avail.”
The chubby gave a suspicious look, “Heh, you seem to be the daughter of a money bag, uh? Who are you?” she queried and stared at Sarah from head to toes.
“Heh, never mind?” Sarah replied grinned and wouldn’t want everyone to sympathize with her over the bankruptcy they were faced with now, “It would be my pleasure to meet with the world richest man. I need a favor of him.”
“Hmmm,” the chubby hummed , “it isn’t easy to meet with such a great man but I assure you if you can whatever may be your need consider it done once you meet with Mike Don.” She raised a newspaper, “Can you see this?” she pointed to the caption “The world richest man loans 1.9 trillion to Osaka Agro company. This is just one of his numerous doings. The world richest man is the god of wealth you can’t avoid. He has helped people out of poverty and added meaning to lives…”
Sarah interposed the chubby, “Do you still have need of the newspaper? I would love to have it so I can read at my leisure,” she demanded politely.
The chubby shrugged, “Oh you can always have it. I am done reading it. Um, I will get going, dear. Nice to meet you.” she sounded after handing the news paper to Sarah.
“Oh nice meeting you too,” Sarah replied and was carried away staring at my picture, “Who is this guy? How come he is so rich?” she gave a nod of bewilderment as she couldn’t stop staring at me while she advanced to her car, “I must meet with you, Mike Don. You are stunningly rich. We have a need of one trillion dollars and you are going to loan it to us, same way you did to Osaka’s empire. You are a God sent to us. Thank God I got to find you, the world richest man,” she mumbled within herself…
Something was about to happen…