"Let me just cut to the chase, Nolan," my Dad sighed as he looked at me with that look he always gives. "I'm not going to keep funding you, you idiot! Every time I look in your expenses it's thousands blown on shenanigans and girls." He furrowed his thick eyebrows, and I rolled my eyes while my brother laughed in the chair next to me.
"But-" I began to object, but he put his hand up.
"I don't want to hear it." He spat, disappointed in me I assume. "How am I supposed to trust you with money and fortune if you don't know how to be responsible?"
"Dad, let me just explai-"
"Save it, Noel!" He stood to his feet in anger and that's when I knew, this time he was serious. He's had this talk with me many times. I imagined myself in this very same office, with this very same talk; at eighteen, at twenty, and then at twenty-three. All the same results, but this time the tone was different. "I've waited for you to clean up your act, your almost 30! When I was your age, I had your mother, and we had you!" At that, Jared and I both stopped playing, and sighed heavily.
"You're serious, Dad?" Jared asked.
"As a fucking heart attack," he said simply, sitting back down. "I don't want to see in here again, until I see improvements." With that, he dismissed us both.
"Oh my fucking god, its actually happening!" I exclaimed, freaking out in the entrance office way. "What the fuck am I going to do?" I asked my brother, who seemed amused by the situation.
"I guess... ask me for a job," he shrugged.
"So just because you're boring and stupid, I have to suffer?" I asked him, making my way downstairs. If I don't get out of here I'm going to scream.
While we descended in the elevator, I thought of what I could possibly do to get him off my back. I don't want to change, and lead some boring adult life. There are too many cars to drive, too much money to spend, and too much sex to have. I can't quit now, I'm in the prime of my life!
"Wait a second," I thought out loud, catching my brothers attention. "If Dad's only problem is that I don't have a wife, then its simple!" I grinned.
"What's simple?"
"I'll get married. Then he can't turn me down!" We exited the elevator, and Jared narrowed his eyes at me.
"And who exactly will you be marrying?" He asked, with a confused look on his face.
"I'll hire someone," I said simply. "One thing you need to learn little brother," I started. "Money can buy anything. Including people."
"Oh... right... of course," he trailed off sarcastically. "So you're spending more money irresponsibly, in order to continue to spend money irresponsibly?" He asked, and I nodded in excitement.
"It's brilliant. And he claims I'm not a good business man."
"Yeah, it's quite the investment," he said in a snarky tone. "And who is going to be desperate enough to do that?" Just as he answered that question, we walked past the conference room where I noticed a girl setting up. A light immediately went off in my head, and I decided to try it out on her.
I made my way to the back of building, where I knew she would come out from, my brother Jared trailing not too far behind. Not too many minutes later, the door opened slowly.
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