NICOLAS’ POV
“Maya, he is awake. Fetch the doctor.” Kent's voice filled my ears as my eyes fluttered open.
The bright hospital lights nearly blinded me. I groaned, blinking a few times to adjust to it.
“How the hell did I get here?” I grunted inaudibly.
“You okay, man?” Kent queried, tapping my shoulder.
“Aye, I am good,” I lied, meanwhile, a pounding headache was drilling through my skull.
“Perfect! You scared the s**t out of everyone.”
“What happened?”
“You don’t remember?”
“Nope.”
“You passed out after receiving this,” he reported, flashing a document at me.
Then it all came rushing back.
We were celebrating my latest success when I received that notice — that all of Andrea’s wealth was no longer in my name. And it was stamped by the President himself. An executive order!
