Thankfully, I didn’t have high expectations from them anyways and so I wasn’t really disappointed. Avoiding their gazes, I sat down on the sofa while I waited for Lawrence to arrive.
“So? What really happened?” my mother asked.
“I don’t know either, mum. Our lawyer is on the way. You remember Lawrence, right? He’ll be here in less than half an hour. So please, save whatever questions that you may have for him…” I said emotionlessly.
I felt cold and lost inside. If I could choose, I would choose to simply disintegrate and disappear from here. Their questions made me feel sick. Their lack of sympathy or feelings made me feel disgusted. It was obvious that all they were worried about was how much money I would walk away with from George’s death.
…
Lawrence was true to his word and arrived before the half hour mark. After politely reintroducing himself to my parents, he got down to business immediately. For his line of work, I knew that time was money. George paid Lawrence a lot and they’ve worked together for a long time. If someone knew the truth about George and his business, then it was Lawrence.
“Let me start out by explaining the current situation to all of you so that we are aligned. Then we can decide on how to proceed further,” Lawrence said, getting right to the point.
“Ok…” I mumbled softly.
“Mr. Westford has been having financial difficulties for the past year or so. As a result of poor financial performance in the hedge funds that he manages along with investments in real estate, he started misinforming his investors and committed some fraudulent activities. The investors have sued for compensation while the banks are also suing to get the money that they loaned to him back. The court has ruled recently that Mr. Westford has to pay back quite a large sum of money…” Lawrence explained grimly.
“How much? George has a lot of money so…” my mother jumped in immediately.
“Well, he did have a lot of money but in the past year due his spending…” Lawrence replied.
“You mean his compulsive gambling…not his spending…” I quickly corrected.
“Yes, that too. Let me skip to the end result. At his death, Mr. Westford’s wealth is in the negative zone. In other words, even after accounting for his assets and all sources of wealth, Mr. Westford is around 700 million dollars in debt,” Lawrence concluded.
700 million dollars in debt…
“What?! Are you being serious?” I cried out in shock. Did I hear that right?
George is in that much debt even after taking into account all of his assets. Impossible. George has so many assets. Land, buildings, jets, gold, diamonds, and everything else.
“Yes, Madame. I regret to inform you that because of his gambling, he’s been selling off his assets for a while now to fund his adventures. There isn’t much left at the time of his death and when we take into account his debt, we land at around 700 million dollars without a doubt,” Lawrence reconfirmed the worse.
“Impossible…this cannot be happening to us!” my mother yelled loudly before she burst into tears.
I was too shocked to react to my mother’s outburst. My entire face felt numb, and the numbness was slowly spreading to the rest of my body. Am I about to faint?
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