The Billionaire’s World

(Avery’s Thoughts)

We are waiting in the lobby when a man approaches us from behind. He says something to Dmitri and I don’t even understand what is.

Then Dmitri holds my hand and I follow, “Let’s go, the chauffeur is here.”

“You’re not going to drive?” I ask.

He shakes his head, “I don’t want to drive drunk, Avery.” That’s one thing I notice with Dmitri, I’ve never seen him drive drunk. And that’s something admirable, isn’t it?

The chauffeur opens the door for us, Dmitri lets me in first, and then he follows.

Then he begins to introduce me to the people we are going to meet later, “Avery, I want to tell you a little bit about them. Whatever you hear, keep it to yourself, okay? And, they are really different,” he stops and become quiet for some time,

“If ever they say something pertaining to you, please be patient. They don’t know how to control their mouths, they don’t even know you’ll come. And, if you hear some secrets, you can ask me later when we are alone. But please, don’