Total Value >$2,789,766,403.10
Offshore Holdings
Available Balance >$1,382,454,009.78
Commercial Real Estate Fund
Total Value >$4,653,021,774.04
Liquidity Reserve Account
Available Balance >$244,009,223.46
I look away so fast I almost give myself whiplash, then mouth the words, ‘OH. MY. GOD.’
At first, I struggle to process what I just saw, then the numbers and commas start registering.
Hundreds of millions.
Shit, no. I think it’s billions.
My stomach drops, and my mouth goes bone dry as I swallow hard on the fact that Adriano isn’t just stinking rich, he’s obscenely wealthy.
No wonder ten million is nothing to him.
“Done,” he says, his tone neutral.
I sit dead still until I feel my phone vibrate. Digging it out of my handbag, I go into my banking app and stare at my massive balance.
To me, ten million is unfathomable, and the urge to cry again because I have so much money makes my eyes sting and a lump form in my throat.
This is life-changing for me.
I quickly transfer the five million into the accessible investment account so it can’t be stolen, then lock my phone and focus on calming my breathing that’s sped up.
I’ve lost track of where we are, and when Little Ricky brings the SUV to a stop in front of a cathedral that sits on a corner, I frown because I didn’t take Adriano for the religious type.
Maybe he has business here?
That’s stupid. What kind of business could a club owner possibly have at a church?
I glance over the gardens at the front and side of the cathedral, and behind a weathered picket fence, I spot a cemetery with several headstones that lean crookedly into the ground.
The cathedral itself looks ancient, the stone darkened by decades of rain and sun.
“Come, Laurie,” Adriano says.
My eyes dart to him as he opens the door and gets out, and when Little Ricky opens my door, I move and step out onto the sidewalk.
I notice two more SUVs and men spreading out around the cathedral.
What the heck is going on here?
Adriano comes to take my hand while Little Ricky removes a big box from the trunk.
Oh, is Adriano donating something?
The thought sets me at ease as we walk up the path and take the steps to the massive wooden doors. At first it’s dark inside, but my eyes adjust quickly.
