Introduction:
Marcus buys a new apartment.
Thursday, 8:50 am
"It's been over twenty-four hours since the story broke
about the death of famous billionaire Colin Gerard and
still we have no details on the where'abouts of his
grandson Marcus Upton." The blonde woman from
Channel Seven was back at it again this morning.
As I lay on the couch waiting for a text from Erin to let
me know she was downstairs, I watched the updated
coverage of my grandfather's death. It was one of the
larger newsworthy items on the news. Strangely, I had
only heard of Colin Gerrard in passing before last week,
but now that he'd died, it felt like the only thing anyone
was talking about. After Bobbi left, I texted Helen to
ask why, and she explained that it was because of the
scandal and how many people it affected. No one in
my grandfather's circle had known about my existence.
I guess I could understand why considering what my
mother had told me last night.
"That's right Julia," the blonde reporter's partner said as
the camera panned to him. "And with the death of the
majority owner of one of the largest corporate empires
in the world, many shareholders are concerned with
what's next, and the lack of answers has many of them
worried about their immediate financial futures."
A message from Erin alerted me that she was
downstairs with a car, pulling my attention away from
a man behind a podium who was reassuring the public
that the death of Gerrard wouldn't affect the day-to-
day operations of VistaVision. I rolled off the couch I'd
slept on last night and grabbed a hoodie off the small
pile of clothes my assistant had bought me yesterday.
Then I proceeded downstairs of the Dunbar building.
Having experienced sleeping on the office couch naked,
I had opted to keep some of my clothes on last night,
resulting in much better sleep than the nap I'd taken. I
felt refreshed, and the world didn't seem as bad as it
had yesterday. In all honesty, how could it? I was a
freaking billionaire! Not only that, but I was the richest
one by a huge margin!! probably didn't have a right to
feel bad even if I did have the world
looking for me. As long as I played everything smart, I
could Introduction:
Marcus buys a new apartment.
Thursday, 8:50 am
"It's been over twenty-four hours since the story broke
about the death of famous billionaire Colin Gerard and
still we have no details on the where'abouts of his
grandson Marcus Upton." The blonde woman from
Channel Seven was back at it again this morning.
As I lay on the couch waiting for a text from Erin to let
me know she was downstairs, I watched the updated
coverage of my grandfather's death. It was one of the
larger newsworthy items on the news. Strangely, I had
only heard of Colin Gerrard in passing before last week,
but now that he'd died, it felt like the only thing anyone
was talking about. After Bobbi left, I texted Helen to
ask why, and she explained that it was because of the
scandal and how many people it affected. No one in
my grandfather's circle had known about my existence.
I guess I could understand why considering what my
mother had told me last night.
"That's right Julia," the blonde reporter's partner said as
the camera panned to him. "And with the death of the
majority owner of one of the largest corporate empires
in the world, many shareholders are concerned with
what's next, and the lack of answers has many of them
worried about their immediate financial futures."
A message from Erin alerted me that she was
downstairs with a car, pulling my attention away from
a man behind a podium who was reassuring the public
that the death of Gerrard wouldn't affect the day-to-
day operations of VistaVision. I rolled off the couch I'd
slept on last night and grabbed a hoodie off the small
pile of clothes my assistant had bought me yesterday.
Then I proceeded downstairs of the Dunbar building.
Having experienced sleeping on the office couch naked,
I had opted to keep some of my clothes on last night,
resulting in much better sleep than the nap I'd taken. I
felt refreshed, and the world didn't seem as bad as it
had yesterday. In all honesty, how could it? I was a
freaking billionaire! Not only that, but I was the richest
one by a huge margin!! probably didn't have a right to
feel bad even if I did have the world
looking for me. As long as I played everything smart, I
could probably do anything I wanted. Fortunately, I
made the correct move by hiring intelligent people to
watch my back.
When I exited the elevator on the first floor, spotted
Andrew as he approached me. "Hey, Marcus," he said,
"sleep well?"
"Yeah, man. It's amazing how comfortable a couch can
be when you pay enough for it. Hopefully sleeping here
was just a one-time thing," I said. "At least, for now."
He fell in beside me as walked toward the door and
said, "What do you mean, 'for now?"
"I want to keep that top floor private and remodel it to
make it a living space. Helen said that the purchase is
off the books, so it won't be easy to trace this place
back to me, aside from the fact that I used to work
here. Does anyone here besides you know that I
bought it?"
"Just my guys. I thought they needed to know who
signed the checks."
I wasn't thrilled about that, but Andrew probably hadn't
been told to keep qulet about it, so I didn't bother
voicing my displeasure. "Whichever company bought
the place signs the checks. They'll all get raises. I'll get
Helen to draft an NDA for them to sign. I'll need you to
do the same. Of course, you'll get a raise too.
"Thanks, Marcus. Sure. I don't think any of them will
have a problem signing anything. Especially if there's a
raise attached to
"No problem. Erin will probably be getting with you
about making the renovations. I'd like you to work with
the construction crews and keep things as low-key as
possible. You met her, right?"
"Erin? Tiny girl with purple hair? Cute as a button? Yeah.
I met her, and the construction won't be a problem,"
Andrew said. "Anything else?
We were about to reach the doors, so slowed and
glanced through the large windows, trying to spot
anyone suspicious outside. "Anyone outside that I
should be worried about?"
"Nope. Shawn and i have been taking turns to take laps
around the block to see if we can spot anyone
suspicious. There was a strange van sitting across the
street for a while, but I went out there after about an
hour and asked them to leave. It looks pretty clear right
now, so no one should notice you." Dont forget to leave a Comment
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