"Well, you did what you thought was better for you and your family, I will do what I think is the best. This car is sothing else."
Lukas said with a smile on his face that he was liking this car, but he was also very concerned about it, as it might have a bomb in it. The Aricans are still clueless, but in the year 2001, all this might change.
"Yeah, I have fulfilled my promise, so I am good. Do whatever you see fit, they are a dangerous bunch."
Mr. Brown said he wiped the sweat off his forehead when he saw a white-colored car entering his dealership, and he looked extrely nervous.
Lukas, seeing the car, gritted his teeth because before Jay, the danger ca. Lukas sighed, he was now regretting not hiring more guards for his safety. He had tons of money now, but if soone shot him, he’d be dead anyways.
The car stopped nearby, and an old person ca out. He was wearing a suit and looked like a typical butler. The first thing he did after getting out was to smile at Lukas. He even showed his hands, which were empty, and then ca closer.
"Lukas Martin, son of Ronald Martin, greetings."
The butler said with a weird tone and a big friendly smile on his face, "Lukas, who was frowning, rembered seeing this man. This man was the one who sold that Ferrari to him back then. This butler works for so billionaire, and that billionaire is a madman."
"I know you!" You’re the one that sold that rare Ferrari to . Sorry I gifted that to a friend. Now you’re selling this unique piece as well? What’s your motive?"
Lukas asked, he wanted to be clear and not embroil himself in so kind of weird cult or sothing.
"My master is also known as The Architect. He didn’t like that Ferrari, so he sold it. Whoever can buy it, that has nothing to do with this. This is a gift from my master to you. He insists that you take it and in return et him as soon as possible, possibly today."
Butler said with a smile and a formal bow, he looked European, and the accent he talked in was also weird.
Lukas felt weird and was not sure if he should even be talking with this man at all and felt super regretful about coming here today.
"If you didn’t show up today, then you would have also lost your family mber temporarily. My master doesn’t play around. New Bedford is not that far away."
The butler talked again, seeing Lukas hesitating. He was smiling, but his every word was stinging Lukas. Lukas felt like he was an open book in front of this man, and he had no clue about his opponent at all.
" Alright, sigh! Take to your master, but rember, if any harm befalls my family, I don’t even know what I’ll do."
Lukas warned before nodding his head to Mr. Brown, who was also a victim, and walked into the white car that Butler ca with. Then Lukas sent a ssage to Jay and told him to stay at the dealership.
"You made a fine decision. I am certain you’ll not regret it. My master doesn’t just call anyone in to his house, so count yourself lucky. I am certain you feel like cursing, but with how master is, he’s being very lenient with you. My na is Ronald, sa as your father."
Ronald the butler said, while he sat in the front passenger seat and gestured for the driver to drive, as they were leaving the dealership, Jay was entering it. Jay didn’t even notice Lukas, who just passed by him.
Lukas just sat in the car quietly, he was not in a mood for talking, and also, knowing more, he will directly talk with the real deal boss, who will answer his questions.
The car rolled through Chestnut Hill and stopped in front of a large white gate. The gates swung open almost as soon as the engine cut off. Beyond them, a long driveway of white gravel curved between neatly trimd lawns. Small lanterns on top of posts lined the driveway, their warm light flickering on the grass.
Rising three stories tall, the villa was fashioned in a Jacobethan revival style and was painted bright white. Tall windows with dark wooden fras dotted its walls. The car started once again, and it was getting inside the mansion.
Lukas, seeing the mansion, gulped. It was too grand, and if soone like this was pulling the strings, he was now a little afraid. This mansion reeks of money.
"Your master looks like he’s made of money."
Lukas said he was, of course, poking at the butler, who was so uptight that he didn’t even talk the whole journey.
"Well, do you know who the world’s richest person is?"
Ronald the butler asked, he was all serious as the car was getting closer and closer to the mansion and would stop in a few seconds.
"Bill Gates?"
Lukas was not sure, but it should be Bill Gates at this point. It was the year 2000, and computers were peak technologies, Apple was not that big of a deal yet.
"Yeah, officially, what is his worth?" Sixty billion on the stock market. Even the overinflated stock market values him at sixty, while my master sits on hundreds of billions. Not everyone wants to be in the public with their money, so don’t cause too much trouble inside when you see him. I am warning you because I don’t want my master to kill again in his old age.
Ronald the Butler said with a lot of regret and warned Lukas beforehand. Lukas, hearing the man’s background, gulped, he had no idea what he had just gotten himself into.
Man! What does a man like this want from ? I heard they have unique taste these old billionaire’s, and maybe he wants my arse.
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