Barely a week after Rothschild's father had died, he had begun selling off his father's landed property. Amelia had tried to confront him about how he was spending recklessly but he put her in her place and told her never to talk about the issue again. "Rothschild I need money to get new clothes, my old ones can't stay in one place on my body, it's too loose." Amelia summoned the courage to tell him one day. Amelia was never afraid of asking him for money, besides his bank account must be racking up to millions of dollars, but what she was more afraid of was Rothschild's response. "And where am I supposed to get the money you want me to give you?" He questioned sternly. "What do you mean by that? What happened to all the money you got from spending your father's lands?" "How dare you question me?!" He said with anger laced in his tone. Amelia saw how his expression had quickly shifted from indifference to anger but she wasn't concerned. With all the money that he had acquired, if

Amelia's face was soaked with tears as she walked back inside the house. She was finding it hard to wrap her head around what had just unfolded. "This can't be happening to me." She said, tears rolling down her cheeks uncontrollably. "Rothschild had the guts to not only bring another woman into our house but also kiss her in front of me." Different thoughts were running through Amelia's head concurrently. She knew fully well that even if Rothschild brought in as many women as he wanted, there was nothing she could do about it. She didn't believe that Rothschild would betray her this way after all the love she had shown to him. Heartbroken was an understatement to what she felt, she was utterly devastated. She walked back into the house with her shoulders drooped. As soon as she got into the house, she could hear screams of the lady coming from upstairs and the loud moans of Rothschild she knew fully well what was happening. She tried to block out the noise but there was

"No," Rothschild responded nonchalantly. "It's not something your money can get? I thought it's something you can get with a phone call." Amelia taunted."That means you won't live for so long." "I know," Rothschild responded again. Amelia wasn't too surprised at how he was responding to her. She didn't blame him, it was because of his stupid disease. "How did it happen?" She asked him. "What do you mean by how did it happen?" He asked sarcastically as he sat up in bed. "Kidney disease isn't something that just magically appears, Rothschild, you should know that." "What are you trying to say? Amelia." "What I mean is that..." Amelia choked on her tears as she tried to speak, so she cleared her throat before she continued. "Your lifestyle just has caused it." She added. "Amelia, if you're trying to say something else, why not say it? And if you think that sleeping with multiple women causes kidney disease, I hate to break it to you that It doesn't." He said and laid