« Be generous, » they said.
« Take the right path.
It’s not about money. »
They appreciated my generosity most when it was accompanied by silence.
I gazed at the perfectly calm city skyline, then asked, « Who told you that you had to keep the deposit? »
There was a silence. « Your mother, » she said cautiously. « She said it wasn’t refundable and that your contribution was a gift, so… that’s settled. »
I let her finish.
So I said, « Cancel the wedding. »
She let out such a loud scream that I heard it through the loudspeaker. « But sir, you’re not the groom… »
I smiled.
« No, » I replied. « But I own the property. »
Dead silence.
« And the catering company, » I continued.
His breathing stopped.
« And the hotel chain they booked for the guests. »
The line came to a complete stop.
On the other side, I could almost hear him recalculating everything.
« You… you own them all? » she murmured.
“Yes,” I replied evenly. “Here’s what will happen: cancel everything. Send me a notice of termination for breach of contract and attempted fraud. And forward me all the emails you received from my mother and brother.”
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