“Father! Father! Father!” Sarah clamored at the tops of her voice as she advanced into the ward.
Greg Canon wondered what could be responsible for her happiness and right now his heart lit up with anxiety as he expected her to walk into the ward with good news of their one trillion dollars debt being sorted out.
That was the only news he wanted at the time and he looked forward to the fulfillment of the promise which his daughter told him, “You don’t worry father about the one trillion. I will charm the world richest man to pay off our debt.”
Once the door creaked and opened Sarah approached him with a warm hug, “ Guess what a father.” she shook her head in the negative once he made a face, “No, no father I am not going to accept that. You are going to guess this time around. You must say something.” She insisted with a firm nod.
Greg tossed his head this way and that way as his face was consumed with smiles and unwavering joy, “Come on daughter, you know I am not good at guessing. I am not going to subscribe to that. Why don’t you go ahead and tell me what it is.” He chuckled and coughed radically before she placed her hands on his chest just to nurse him.
“Come on further at least you could guess.” She locked eyes with him and Greg stared at the ceiling thoughtfully put his finger between his teeth, “Come on try harder uh.”
With a brief grin, Greg shrugged and sounded, “If you insist, I would say the good news is about our one trillion dollars debt which obviously the world richest man has sorted out…”
Sarah snapped, “Well you are didn’t guess at aright.” She paused, slid her hand into her hand bag and brought out a POS paper, and some documents, “The world richest man just gifted me a fashion home. I am now a proud owner of Roham Fashion Home!” she screamed at the tops of her voice and gagged hertmouth the moment she took notice of the face that she was in a hospital.
Greg snorted, forced a smile and threw his gaze away. His joy was short-lived. He shouldn’t spend his verve smiling over what he termed no news; this was what he least expected form his daughter who made a promise of charming me to her heart.
“Father!” she called, the moment she began to notice the thunderous looks creep back on his face, “You don’t seem to be happy over my romance with Mike Don. What could be rattling your cage? Why are you offbeat?” she caught hold of his warm palms into hers. “Talk to me, father, what could be ravaging your happiness?”
Greg smacked his lips, turned his pitiable face at her and nagged, “Once upon a time you doubted if you could win the heart of the world richest man and now you have won his heart, what have you been able to do with it, uh?”
She was lost and confused. She couldn’t comprehend at what he just said, so she shook her head and queried, “Come on father, i don’t get you. What do you mean? Aren’t you happy about us? Aren’t you happy that your daughter is rolling with the world richest man..” she poured the documents on the table, “ he just bought me a fashion home.”
Greg interposed her, “Daughter you don’t understand the enigma of love. I want you to fall in love with your head not with your heart. What happens to our debt of one trillion dollars, uh?” He dared to sit up and his waist hurt and he groaned and lay back, “Right over there,” he pointed at some documents on the table, “You will see a remind notice which the ministry of urban planning served us today . They came to me while you were away. They never cared if I was dying or not. All they want is their money.”
Sarah quickly grabbed the paper and perused through it in nagging, quarrelsome tone, “They are bunch of fools. Do they have put us to shame by giving us a remind notice? My boyfriend is the world richest man and soon I will pay them the one trillion dollars…”
Greg interrupted, “When daughter? When is he going to do that? Why did you let him buy you a fashion home while your father’s company is in a financial mess? Didn’t you inform him about the bankruptcy that has engulfed us?” he queried in a nagging tone.
“Yes I did, father. I did. My boyfriend is aware of all that. Mike Don knows my worries, my pain because I have laid it on his shoulders already. He is a man of repute. Do you know what it means to date the world richest man, who is courted by all the ladies in the world? Come on father, you should count your daughter fortunate rather than nag about our debt.” She stood up, grabbed her waist and nagged, “After all what is one trillion dollars?” she took the POS slip of the fashion home I just bought for her , “See this is five billion dollars purchase of Roham Fashion Home by Mike Don.” She read it out, “What do you think? It means Mike Don is in love with your daughter. He is already spending on me. If he could spend such whooping sum of money on a fashion home just for me, what makes you feel that he won’t pay off our debt of one trillion dollars, uh?”
Greg shut his eyes briefly and snorted. He shot his frown at her and washed Sarah could interpret the doubt in his eyes, “Whatsoever you do , you had better be fast and cautious. He is the world richest man. All the ladies have his name on their lists. Once it is time you will lose him to another prettier lady, who will suck him dry.
She refuted him through clenched teeth, “I can’t lose him to any lady because he loves me even more than his wife. Calm down father. I will get the one trillion dollars from him,” she boasted and was interrupted by her phone which rang.
I was calling…