Filed to story: The Regretful Billionaire: An Unpredicted Reunion
“So? What’s your answer?”
“I can revive the family, but on my own terms.”
“Go ahead,”
Zeke nodded.
“After I take over, you have to disappear from the public eye entirely.I’ll be the sole decision-maker in this family.”
He wanted all the control rather than being kicked out after helping the family recover.
“Watch yourself, Eustace Quincey!”
Julian barked out.
Wasn’t this the equivalent of kicking them out of the family? Might as well send them all into bankruptcy! Sadly Zeke disagreed with him.
With a sigh, the old man said, “Alright.
But you have to promise that my children and grandchildren and their offspring will be safe.
“Don’t worry.Your bloodline can continue enjoying their lavish lifestyles.Your shares in the company garner enough dividends for them to spend all they want, after all.”
They wouldn’t be able to spend all of it in a lifetime, no doubt.
This was probably the keynote marker of a family as powerful as the Quinceys.
Even a nib of their shares and dividends was enough to last them several generations.
But they would have nothing else to do with the Quincey family from now on.
Only Eustace’s name would be in public view whenever they mentioned the Quinceys.
After walking out of the mansion, Eustace gazed up into the sky and smiled.
What a wonderful New Year’s present.
Still, he was more excited for the present Danika would give him.
He just wasn’t sure if she actually got him something.
Coming to Fruition
Danika beamed as she greeted Old Mr.Quincey, ‘Grandpa.”
“Danika?”
The old man was shocked to see her.
“Did that boy ask you to come?”
Only Eustace knew of his arrival in Bardoff City.
If he hadn’t informed Danika, she wouldn’t have shown up so soon.
“I live right next door, actually.”
Danika pointed at the neighboring building, staying silent on her business with Evan.
Old Mr.Quincey grinned.
“No wonder he chose this place.”
Danika laughed, then changed the topic.
“How are you? Feeling better?”
“I’m an old man, after all.Things are what they are.”
Old Mr.Quincey sighed, having long accepted his reality.
“Come, sit.” Danika sat across from him, noticing how frail he looked.
“You don’t have much to worry about from now on—Eustace’s most likely the head of the Quincey family now.”
“Mhm.He’s never disappointed me,” Old Mr.Quincey said proudly.
Though he was never fond of Mortimer, the one thing he was glad of his son was his beloved grandson Eustace.
Still…
“You’re right.All that I’m holding onto now is about him settling down.It just worries me seeing him unable to find a nice woman to marry at this age.”
Danika noticed how the old man was looking at her.She felt awkward knowing Old Mr.Quincey thought of her as a granddaughter -in-law already.
“You’ll live to see it,” Danika assured him.
“Truly? I hope your words come to fruition.”
Old Mr.Quincey smiled, internally cursing his grandson for not having gotten Danika in his hand yet after all this time.
“Oh, why don’t you come over for New Year’s lunch tomorrow? Eustace and I get bored of each other’s table antics very quickly,”
Old Mr.Quincey suggested, remembering it was New Year’s Eve tomorrow.
“I’m sorry, Grandpa, but tomorrow I…I’ll be having lunch with my brothers,” Danika said sadly, worried it might upset the old man.
Sure enough, Old Mr.Quincey looked disappointed for a split second before quickly regaining his composure.
“No, it’s alright. It was too forward of me. New Year’s Eve is for families to be with one another, after all.”
“But Eustace and I do plan on lighting fireworks at night. Why don’t you come and watch too?”
Old Mr.Quincey instantly perked up, eyes brightening. So his grandson wasn’t a complete idiot! “Alright, I’ll be there.”
Eustace had just driven back in time to see the two conversing in the living room.
Upon seeing him, Danika got up from her seat.
“Hey. I’ll leave you two to it, then. See you later, Grandpa.”
“I’ll see you out,”
Eustace offered.
Danika wanted to refuse, but there was that determination in his eyes that let her know there was no point in rejecting. It didn’t take more than three minutes for Eustace to walk Danika over to Evan’s place.
“Why can’t time stop right this second?” Eustace groaned.
Danika blushed, shooting him a glare.
“Get on back, you. Grandpa’s waiting.”
“Okay. Remember—fireworks tomorrow night!”
Danika nodded and went back inside.
Meanwhile, Eustace watched wistfully as she disappeared within.
Another year was going to pass just like that. He didn’t know if he had what it would take to make her his next year.
I’m to Blame
Old Mr.Quincey was waiting for Eustace when he returned to the living room.
The old man seemed displeased.
“Has she gone back?”
“Mhm.”
Eustace nodded, sitting down beside his grandfather.
“what is wrong with you, Eustace? How long has it been? Why aren’t you two together yet? Are you even trying?”
Old Mr.Quincey questioned, genuinely concerned for his grandson.
Eustace sighed.
“You make it sound like I don’t want to, Grandpa.”
If Danika had agreed to it, they’d have started dating long ago.
“She’s only hesitating because of all the things you did that broke her trust. Bitter, isn’t it?”
Old Mr.Quincey grunted out.
Before Eustace could speak, Old Mr.Quincey continued, ”When you two were married, I told you she was the right match for you, but you never wanted to even meet her in person. Look at you now. You lost your own wife, for God’s sake.”
