A Trillionaire's Revenge

XXVI

"Luke, please, you have to help them. You have to help my family." I plead, as I hold onto his shirt, desperately begging. I never wanted to be in such a position again, but I had to, for my family.

He holds my hands, "I'll go there and I'll try to sort it out. You know I'll go far and beyond for you."

Unable to control my tears, I hug my husband as tight as I possibly can. I hoped the small gesture would show how grateful I was even though I couldn't bring myself to say a word. Luke hold me, caressing my head as he runs his hand through my hair.

From a distance, I can hear Aunt Ruth crying as she simultaneously speaks to someone on the phone. I had two things on my mind, first off, I wondered how my father was doing. Lastly, I found everything that had occurred in the past few months very strange and unsettling. I knew Luke had something to do with our money, but our businesses? Mother never mentioned those.

"Luke, my dear?" Aunt Ruth joins us and I break the hug with Luke.

"Yes, Mrs. Ruth?"

"My husband is with your father-in-law and Judith. They've gotten a suite at the Matrix and they'll live there for now, at least."

"Temporarily?"

"Oh, I don't know, my love. It all depends on the situation and how soon it gets fixed. It's the penthouse of the Matrix so your mother shouldn't have a problem."

I roll my eyes as I massage my temples. "She doesn't have a choice here."

"That's good news. That should calm Natalie for now. Right, my love?"

"I need to call my father, see how he's doing." I get up, as I hurriedly leave the room.

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"Caleb." I say, startled, as I bump into him. I look behind me to ensure no one is around or approaching us.

He has on a hard demeanor, not angry not happy. He drags me to the corner and I allow myself to be dragged, momentarily confused.

"Why didn't you ask for my help?"

"Because it does not concern you, Rocky." I say, trying to look around.

"The more you say that, the more I become motivated to take you away from that bastard!" He yells in a whisper like tone, pointing his hand to the corridor.

"Please, Rocky, leave me alone." I beg. "I have so much on my plate right now, okay? My family is falling apart and I don't know what to do. I've never had a peaceful day ever since you came here! I'm always agitated and anxious and scared. Scared, for your life, not even mine!" I shove him away and turn to leave. I pause, "There will never be an 'us', ever again."

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I'd spoken to my father and I was currently relieved. He didn't sound as sick as I'd expected, but I knew he was worried. He knew nothing about the recent developments as he'd been waking up and slipping back into a coma. Thankfully, Aunt Ruth & Uncle Mark we're sorting things out.

Suddenly, I realize that I truly had no source of income and I knew all too well that my mother, somehow, must've squandered my trust fund. "Bloody hell." Is all I can say as I realize that there was a 99% chance my mother had used my trust for her own selfish benefits. My subconscious reminds me that my husband is indeed, a trillionaire. A trillionaire, I remind myself. Lucas had more than enough money to ensure well being of millions of people.

"Should I ask Luke?" I ask myself, having an internal battle with my subconscious. I already felt dirty for being sold like a piece of jewelry to the highest bidder and for even agreeing to be sold in the first place. I didn't want to collect a dime from Luke, but I needed some money for keepsake, in case I had an emergency or in case something serious happened to my father.