ELLIOT
“Magazine?”
Oh please.
Who would be so foolish to go into a stinkingly rich man's house only to read a magazine?
What kind of person do I have as a brother?
“Oooh,”
I sighed.
A sigh of calmness, joy, and relief.
Another day of taking out of my father's huge amount of stacked cash without being caught or perhaps confronted by anybody.
For some reason, I can't seem to get it out of my head.
I remember Andrew didn't even move or try to check what I was doing.
Isn't he moved by the large sum of money Dad has in that drawer?
Whoo! I can't overlook it.
The money calls to me every day and I shall keep answering.
I wish I could have it all.
I am in no rush though. I am the first son so everything belongs to me.
His companies, his offices, his cars, his loaded bank accounts,
