Total pages in book: 42
Estimated words: 38168 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 191(@200wpm)___ 153(@250wpm)___ 127(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 38168 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 191(@200wpm)___ 153(@250wpm)___ 127(@300wpm)
Now, I wouldn’t have to wait for the old man to give me money or anything else that I wanted because I would be the one in control. Finally, after a whole damn lifetime, I was about to come into my own.
I’d already made up my mind to sell off the business to the highest bidder and put the house on the market. I had my sights set on Europe; maybe I would even find myself another rich husband there, someone worthy of me and my new millions.
I listened to the old man drone on and on, not paying much attention until I heard the daughter’s name called. What was he leaving her? Her mother’s old things? I’d already packed those up for her to pick up from my house.
“To my daughter Katherine, I leave my business and all my assets, including my shares in….” There was a buzzing in my ear.
“Read that again, what did you say?”
“To my darling wife, I leave five dollars. That should be enough to take the bus back to where you came from. Here, he left this for you.”
“What is that?”
It looked like a USB flash drive that I took with a shaking hand. “Is that all? What else is there? What about the house? His savings?” I looked over at the fat bitch who was smirking at me.
“It’s all on there. Why don’t you plug it into your computer and have a look?”
“You know what is on here?” I had a bad feeling in the pit of my gut and it got even worse when she stood and shook the lawyer’s hand with promises to get together with him sometime later in the week before leaving.
My dead husband’s face came on the screen, and it was obvious that the video was from years ago when he was much healthier. “Hello Daisy, I guess I’m dead and gone, and the will has been read. Now let me explain why I left you nothing. First, I’m not so green that I don’t know the only reason a thirty-year-old woman would want to be with a seventy-year-old man is because of his wealth. At least give me points for knowing that much. But did you have to fuck all of my friends?”
“I would’ve given you more had you not been so horrible to my daughter. The cheating, I would’ve understood, seeing as how I got a kick out of it. Oh, you didn’t know that my friends bragged about sharing you. I bet you also didn’t know that it was with my full consent.”
“Yes, even their wives were in on it. We all used to get a kick out of you putting on airs with them when they all had seen you being used by any and everything with a dick.” I looked around at the lawyer who was sitting behind his desk, pretending not to notice my degradation.
“Do you remember all those Friday night game nights I used to have? Those nights were spent watching your latest debauchery. I know you were only too happy to get out of the house for a girl’s night when in reality, you were fucking the gardener or the driver; you thought you had it made, didn’t you?”
“Anyway, as you can see, I wasn’t the blind fool you thought I was. I left you five dollars so that you cannot contest the will and if you should so choose, my lawyer has copies of the videos that would show any judge why you are not to get one penny of my money.”
“This can’t be; this can’t be happening.” I cleaned his shit for the last two years. Spent years being slobbered over and sucking his geriatric dick, all in the hopes of making it rich. What the hell is happening?
“By the time you have finished this, your bags should be packed with just enough clothes that would fit in an overnight bag, as well as your important documents. The locks would have been changed, and Katherine would take possession of her house starting immediately. Goodbye, and thanks for the last eighteen years. It was a wild ride.”
My body felt numb, hot, and heavy, and I wasn’t sure if it was the hot flashes that I’d started getting recently or the shock from this situation. My phone dinged with an alert, and I was so confused I looked. It was an announcement. Justin and Callie were getting married.