THE WRETCHED SON-IN-LAW IS A MULTI-TRILLIONAIRE

Royalty

“I'm sorry, I don't know who you're speaking of, we're Mr Winthrop's men." Mr Ford stated.

Mrs Nancy jumped in happiness, Vivienne was planted to the spot, Her father was busy arranging his clothes to appear better, aunt Julia was elated. They all knew who the Winthrops were, they never in their wildest dreams believed that they would ever set eyes on their men.

Vivienne prayed in her heart that maybe one of the Winthrops had picked up interest in her, finally her networking would pay off and she would never have to lift a single finger in her entire life, only bask in wealth.

“Oh my, to what do we owe the pleasure of your visit, has our precious daughter caught an eye of any Winthrops, or is it for business... Maybe both?." Mrs Nancy spoke up, her smile knew no bounds, literally.

Right now they did not care about Francis any longer because even the slightest relationship with any member of the Winthrops was equals to having a key to heaven's gate, the Winthrops ruled the world.

“We're here for Master Troy." Mr Ford said giving Troy a low bow, the other guards followed suit.

“What business do you have with this good for nothing, is he in some kind of trouble, does he owe you money, what has this scum bag does this time!." Mrs Nancy said failing to pick up the way they respectfully addressed Troy, their master. "Has he ruined our reputation with The Winthrops?!. " She continued foolishly.

Troy who had decided on his own not to speak up laughed as Mrs Nancy eyed him.

" No, we're here to take him home." Mr Ford's deep voice echoed through out the entire living room.

“Home?." Vivienne's lip shook.

" He's Master Troy, the only heir of the Winthrops." Mr Ford replied.

Aunt Julia choked on her saliva and she held her chest, she coughed violently

Mrs Nancy felt like she was slammed to the floor, she thought she was having a stroke because of the way her body felt strange. Vivienne's father had to take a seat since his legs could not hold him.

" No, you must be mistaken, this is impossible." Vivienne said.

Troy followed his men, they opened the door for him to walk out of the Williams living room. There were three cars parked outside, he walked to a Rolls-Royce parked in the middle. The inside was like a galaxy display.

" Wait, Troy... Please. Wait, I'm begging you for christ sake listen. I'm sorry, it was all a joke, we didn't really hate you, it's was a test to see if you're really interested in me..." Vivienne said chasing after Troy's car. Her lie was shameful.

One of the guards held her back.

" I would advise you to stay where you are, do not take another step forward." The guard said to her.

" That's my husband, let me speak to him I'm begging you, Tr-Troy!."

The cars drove out of the compound, the Williams security guards at the gate knew something had happened, they had never seen all the Williams looking like zombies, Troy had left in a very expensive car.

“If he didn't sign those divorce papers today, I would still be married to a Winthrop...." Vivienne whispered to herself. She was miserable, all the times she had insulted Troy and treated him poorly started hitting her like tiny hot pins.

The Willams were crushed.

Troy was driven to a mansion that had about fifty rooms.

“Christ." He said gasping as he saw the marvelous house that was his own.

“Master Troy, your home. Everything you need would be provided tomorrow sir, you will have to fill a form to choose between different kinds of items, you can choose all if you want." Mr Ford said

" Items like what?." Troy asked.

" If you want a Ferrari or a Mercedes, or both, you can have multiple items... If you want an indoor tennis court or outdoor, if you like the decorations or you would like to change the whole furniture, french cuisine or Italian, your selection of yahcts and private jets... Anything along the lines of that. " Mr Ford said.

Troy was taken aback, he had freedom to choose such things now?.

“Please there would be a pyjamas awaiting you and you can finally change out of this clothing once and for all sir, your personal assistant has already been carefully hand picked from the best sir and she would be at your service tomorrow. If you would like anything, if you have any questions, you can ring me, even it it's raining hail at 3:00 AM in the morning sir, I would be there, at your service." Mr Ford said.

Troy thanked him and he watched him drive off. It was already dark and he was already feeling sleepy but he could not imagine sleeping in this mansion. He entered and immediately fell in love with the decor, a maid brought him his pyjamas, a bath was prepared for him as if he could not do it himself.

A bed was prepared for him and there was someone to turn off the lights in his bedroom. He was treated like a King. He slept of thinking off how his life had completely change.