Total pages in book: 75
Estimated words: 69456 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 347(@200wpm)___ 278(@250wpm)___ 232(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 69456 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 347(@200wpm)___ 278(@250wpm)___ 232(@300wpm)
Kim:
Sources also confirm that Eliza Seymour and her two now openly disclosed lovers were seen at dinner last night. A media circus ensued, but it was one that was welcomed by the trio, who presented a much more relieved, happy, and engaged group. When asked to comment, both Carter Blake and Derek Stackford commented that they were happy that they were at last able to have a normal relationship with the other two members.
Megan:
It seems that Eliza has finally gotten her happily ever after with both of these two alpha males. I bet every woman in the city is burning with jealousy.
Kim:
I know I am.
Megan:
Me too. Have you seen these guys with their shirts off? Oh. My. God.
Kim:
Although it looks like Eliza has grown up too, you know?
Megan:
It's like the two men have finally shown her what love is.
Kim:
That's all we can really hope for, at the end of the day.
Megan:
To be wealthy, with two men with large, uhm, members, who love us and take us to paradise? Yes, that's totally what we can hope for.
Kim:
Well here's to hoping. Anyways, New York, we're officially ending Operation Eliza Watch as of this moment. We thank you for joining us. Who knows, we might have a new update in at some point in the future. You never know where we might pop up, maybe buried between some books in the back. But right now as we switch to commercial, we thank you for watching. And gossiping.
Megan:
Stay sexy New York!
Chapter Thirty-Five
Eliza
Epilogue
The Money Making Trio, that’s how the newspapers label us. I think that’s an apt nickname for the three of us, don’t you agree?
After Wanda was taken down, it was only a matter of time until I blossomed into a true Seymour, a veritable captain of finance. Derek and Carter merged their companies two months after Wanda went to jail, and together they're both stronger than they could have been by themselves. They had help of course. The large Seymour estate was managed entirely by their new company. And, with Carter and Derek by my side, that happened sooner than later. In just a matter of one year, they’ve helped me turn $250 billion into $303 billion and then some change. Not bad, huh? And I’m only talking about my net worth. Both their companies have also grown exponentially and, if you pool together all the money we have… Well, let’s not go there, alright? So much money is simply obscene.
Not that I’m worried about being labeled a robber baron or some bullshit like that. In fact, we’re making an effort to spend the bulk of our fortune on where it matters most. Eradicating diseases, poverty, and what have you. You know, just doing what we can for the world we live in.
But you didn’t come here to read about all the philanthropy I’ve been doing, right? You’re probably more interested in the kind of sex I’m having now that I live with my two daddies… Yeah, I still use the word daddy from time to time (it just keeps things spicy) ... and yeah, I’m living with the two of them.
I mean, what did you expect? There’s a strong bond between us, one I think to be even stronger than love. Sure, society would have liked us to play nice and not raise any waves … but you know what I think about bullshit like that, don’t you?
A month after what happened with Wanda, the three of us bought a huge penthouse (cost us $300 million, which makes it the most expensive condo in New York) and moved in together. Sure, the tabloids loved to run all these stories about the “perverted antics” (as they so eloquently put it) of Eliza Seymour and her two stepfathers but, in the end, society as a whole came around.
That probably had something to do with all the billions we spent on charity but, hey, beggars can’t be choosers!
Right, I’m getting distracted now. Derek and Carter are going to be here soon, and I still have to take the meat out of the oven.
Putting my mitt ovens on, I kneel in front of the oven and open it, taking the tray from the inside. I gaze at the roast beef and, happy with its color, I hurry toward the living room and set the tray right on the middle. Taking a step back, I place my hands on my hips and glance at the dinner table.
A red tablecloth, fancy silverware, and candles to set the mood. Looks good, I think. God, I hope it does.
Alright, back to you again. If you’re wondering why the richest woman on Earth is busy cooking dinner for the two men in her life, don’t worry; I haven’t thrown in the towel and resigned to be a stay-at-home wife while they manage my money. Far from it, as a matter of fact, Carter is the one doing most of the cooking nowadays. But today’s a special day. Want to know why? Well, you’ll have to wait. You didn’t think I’d tell you before them, did you?