THE MAGNIFICENT THRILLONAIRE

05. (T.M.T)

I swallowed immediately I heard him say those words.

"Anyone I want?" I asked him to be sure of what I heard.

"Yes master Damian, anyone of your choice. Its yours anyway. You own everything." He smiled shortly and I swallowed again.

Mere looking at the mini chilled box that contained extra cold soft drinks, I was confused on what too choose. I have never been given an opportunity too choose from all this kind of expensive drinks before, so I didn't know which one was more better than the other. Sir Ferguson noticed my confusion immediately, and he smiled.

"How about you take that one." He said, pointing to the smallest drink in the mini fridge. "Its actually $70,000. So it will sooth your taste." Sir Ferguson said and I expressed my shock without holding back.

"Did you just say $70,000?" I asked and sir Ferguson smiled.

"Yes master Damian." He answered and i was eager to know more.

"How much for that one!?" I asked as soon as my eyes spotted the biggest one in the mini fridge.

"Ohh, that one is called "Cold sun" it only cost $93,000 and some cents in the supermarket, but from the Jumia Platform, it's $92,523. Its one of the cheapest drink your grandfather likes. Although, his favorite is the "Bold" He smiled as soon as he was done talking.

I waited for a moment, pretending to look at the beautiful buildings away from the highway. Then I suddenly shrugged my shoulders and asked.

"How much for my grandfather's favorite soft drink? No offense sir, I just want to know, just in case." I faked a smile and waited for his response.

"No problem master Damian. Its fine to ask me whatever you want." I felt like a boss the moment I heard him say that, but I quickly maintained myself, as I wasn't so sure of what he said yet.

"So, how much?" I asked to remind him of my question.

I saw his face transform into a happy one, "It's only $140,000. We get the bold from the Manufacturers themselves and it's really good."

"Wow! So amazing! My grandfather must have a really good taste." I said with a smile on my face.

"Of course! He has a very good one. And apart from that, there is a lot you are going to learn from him. You are lucky to have a grandfather like him." He smiled and I shrugged my shoulders.

I stared at the mini fridge again, my eyes was fixed to the drink with the brand "Cold Sun" and I decided to try it out. I took it gently, not wanting to make any noise or disturb anyone. I took in the sweet scent coming from the drink as soon as it got close too my nose. Wow! It smells nice, I wonder how it would taste in my mouth though.

"Go ahead, try it master Damian. You gonna like it, trust me." Sir Ferguson said and I became more bold to open the drink.

Turning the cover to an open, I gently drank a little and immediately I had a taste of the "Cold sun", I felt like I was in heaven. The taste, was Unique, less sugar, and moderate moisture. I was lost to the intense taste of this drink, and the next thing I knew was...

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"Wake up master Damian. We are here."

My eyes were blur at this moment, I couldn't hear a thing apart from his voice, sir Ferguson. I tried to sit and it was then I noticed, I was still in the car. Ohh God!! Did I fall asleep? What?

"Wake up master Damian. We are here. Welcome home." Sir Ferguson said and I came down from the car and Lo and behold! I was standing in Paradise! Paradise! Paradise!

"Where is this place?" I asked, marveled at the wonderful, beautiful paradise I was in.

"This is the Super Creed's villa master Damian. One of the amazing structures owned by your grandfather sir." He said and i marveled in confusion.

"Are you for real?" I asked and he smiled.

"Come on in master Damian, your grandfather is waiting." Sir Ferguson said, directing me into the huge mansioned structure in front of us.

I looked at myself from head to toe. I was so messed up. I wouldn't want to mess up the place as well. So I took my shoes off and folded my trousers up to the level of my knees, while sir Ferguson stared at me in surprise.

He ushered me into the mansion while he followed from behind. As soon as I entered through the door, the bright light covered my sight and I had to regain it back. Struggling to see where I was in, I noticed I was in an Ante room, filed with all kinds of lightenings and a soft music was playing from only God knows where. But I was refreshed in my spirit.

"You like it?" Sir Ferguson asked, placing his right hand on my shoulders.

"I do." I answered without thinking straight, and he smirked.

"This is just the beginning. Follow me, your grandfather is waiting." He Said, and i followed him immediately.

We walked into the lobby and I saw some amazing pictures that got me hooked, so I asked.

"Are those the pictures you showed me earlier today?" I asked him.

"Yes master Damian. Those are the pictures, your dad and mom took on the day you were born. And this one right here" he walked forward a little "Was when your grandfather came back from Russia after he heard you were born. He was so excited." He smiled, and I smiled as well.

"And this one, was the day your family was about to travel. Your grandfather pleaded with your dad not too go that day, but he insisted on catching up with his important meeting in Africa, Nigeria." He paused for a while, "While traveling, his brake failed and all that led to this that led here now. Its a miracle you are still alive." I sighed when I heard those words.

Its a miracle, yes, and this moment is a miracle right now. I just needed to confirm it to be true. If really my family was a so, so damn rich, and I have been like a garbage all these years, then it is definitely a miracle.

"And that, is the door to your grandfather's office and study room." He pointed to a door with at the right and I felt a sharp pain hit my chest. I was nervous, seeing my grandfather after all this year's was somehow frustrating, and disgraceful.

How would he react? What would I say too him? Hello grandaddy? Or hello grandpa, it's an honor too meet you? I was so strucked with confusion right now, but before I knew what was going on, sir Ferguson pulled me Forward and he gently knocked on the door.

"Who's there?" A very, soft, tender, bold and authoritative voice said from the inside the room and I became more scared.

"Its your loyal butler sir. May I come in?" He said and the voice hummed.

"Come in." I heard the voice say again and I swallowed In fear.

He slowly opened the door and we went into the room.

It was not as I expected, it's luxury and space was just too Awesome. Siting on a rocking chair, was an old man, who could probably be in his late 80's. A reading glass on his eyes, his white hairs neatly shaved, and when he brought his head up to look at us, our eyes met and I felt this super connection between us, a type of connection I have never felt before, not even with Alicia, my ex.

I felt my body vibrating in fear and in nervousness. So I Decided to breathe in and out slowly, but he noticed.

"May I know who the handsome young man is?" The old man said and sir Ferguson stared at me with a smile on his face.

"Sir. I am pleased to tell you, that this young man standing right here, is no other person than, Damian Creed, your long lost grandson." Sir Ferguson said with a smile.

I was kinda expecting a loud joy or a good facial expression to come from the old man, but he hummed, and placed his both hands on his jaw.

"Are you sure of what you just said?" The old man asked.