Chapter 20 Chapter Twenty

Taylor was anxious.For the past twenty-four hours, he has been calling Li's home phone repeatedly, but no one has answered.Who is he with?Tyler was in unspeakable pain.what is he doing He picked up the phone and dialed again.The phone rang for a long time, and Taylor was about to hang up when he heard Lee's voice. "Hey." "Lee! Hello!" "who are you?" "I'm Tyler." "Taylor?" Lee said after a short pause, "Oh, I remembered." Taylor felt a pang of pain and disappointment. "How are you?" "I'm fine," Lee said.

"I told you I was going to surprise you." "Really?" He sounded bored. "Do you remember, you told me you wanted to go to Saint-Tropez in a beautiful white yacht?" "How's it going?" "Leaving next month, what do you think?" "Are you serious?" "certainly." "Well, I don't know. You mean your friend has a yacht?" "I'm going to buy one soon." "Are you doing something other than being a judge?" "Do something else...? No, no! I just got paid. A lot of money."

"St. Tropez, huh? Yes, this place sounds really nice. Of course, I'd love to go with you." Taylor felt deeply relieved. "Great! Don't talk to others during this period..." He didn't even dare to think about it. "Li, I will contact you." He put down the phone and sat by the bed.I'd love to go with you.He seemed to see them sailing around the world together in a beautiful yacht, glued together. Tyler picked up the phone book and turned to the yellow pages. ※※※ The John Aldian Yachting, Inc. office is located in the Boston Commercial Moorings Center.As Taylor walked in, the sales manager greeted him.

"Need my service, sir?" Taylor looked at him and said casually, "I'm going to buy a yacht." The words came out of my mouth. His father's yacht is likely to be part of the inheritance, but Taylor has no intention of sharing a boat with his brother and sister. "The one with the engine or the sail?" "I...um...I'm not sure. I'm going to let it take us around the world." "Then you probably mean the engine type." "It must be white." The sales manager looked at him strangely. "Yes, of course. How big do you want?"

"Blue Sky" was one hundred and eighty feet long. "Two hundred feet." The sales manager blinked. "Ah, I see. Of course, such yachts are very expensive, and your name is..." "Judge Stanford. My father is Harry Stanford." The man's face suddenly showed joy. "Money is fine," Taylor said. "Of course no problem! Well, Judge Stanford, we'll pick you a yacht that everyone will envy. White, of course. Here's a list of yachts available, call me when you decide which model you're interested in .” ※※※ Woody Stanford is thinking about horse racing in polo.All his life he had ridden horses from his friends' stables, and now he could afford the best thoroughbreds in the world.

He called Mimi Carlson. "I'm going to buy all your horses," Woody said, with excitement in his voice.He listened for a while, and then said: "Yes, it's all covered. I'm very serious. Now..." The conversation lasted half an hour.After Woody put down the phone, he felt happy.He went to see Peggy. ※※※ Paige sat alone on the balcony.Woody can still see the scars on her face from the beating. "Peggy..." She raised her head and asked timidly, "What?" "I need to talk to you. I... I don't know where to start." She sat there, waiting.

He took a deep breath. "I know I'm a jerk husband. Some of the things I do are unforgivable. But honey, all of that will change. Can't you see? We've got money. We've got money. I To make up for what was done to you." He took her hand. "This time I'm going clean. I mean it. We're going to live a completely different life." She looked him straight in the eye and said nonchalantly, "Really, Woody?" "Yes, I promise. I know I've said that more than once before, but this time I'll do what I say. I've made up my mind. I'm going to a rehab to get rid of this problem. I Get out of the hell you're in. Paige..." There was a certain desperation in his voice. "I can't do this without you. You know I can't do it without…"

She stared at him for a long time, then hugged him in her arms. "Poor baby, I know," she said softly. "I know. I'll help you..." ※※※ It's time to let Margot Posner go. Taylor found her in the study.He closed the door. "I was about to thank you again, Margo." "It was fun, I really had a good time," she said with a smile, looking up at him mischievously. "Maybe, I should become an actress." He smiled. "You're bound to be a good actor, haven't you already fooled those people?" "I fooled them, didn't I?"

"Here's the rest of the honorarium," he pulled an envelope from his pocket, "and the plane ticket back to Chicago." "Thank you." He looked at his watch. "Better go now." "Okay. I just want you to know that I appreciate everything you've done. I mean, you got me out of jail and everything else." He smiled. "It's nothing. Have a nice trip." "thanks." She went upstairs to pack her luggage.This game ends here. Will! ※※※ Margot Posner was in the bedroom, almost finished packing, when Kendall walked in.

"Hey Julia, I was just about to..." She stopped. "what are you doing?" "I'm going home." Kendall looked at her in surprise. "Leave now? Why? I always hoped that we could spend some time together and get to know each other well. We were separated for so many years before we finally got together." "Indeed. Find another time." Kendall sat on the edge of the bed. "It's like a miracle, isn't it? To meet again after being separated for so many years." Margo continued to pack her luggage. "Yeah, it's a miracle, yes."

"You must feel like Cinderella. I mean you're just living a normal life and then suddenly someone gives you a billion dollars." Margo stopped what she was doing. "what?" "I mean……" "A billion dollars?" "Yes. According to my father's will, each of us has a share." Margo looked at Kendall, stunned. "We each get a billion dollars?" "Didn't they tell you?" "No," Margot said slowly, "they didn't tell me." She gave a thoughtful look. "You know, Kendall, you're right. Maybe we should get to know each other." ※※※ Taylor was in the sunroom admiring photos of the yacht when Clark walked in. ※※※ "Excuse me, Judge Stanford, I have your call." "I'll pick it up here." The call was from Keith Percy in Chicago. "Taylor?" "yes." "Tell you good news!" "Oh?" "Would you like to be Chief Justice?" Taylor tried not to laugh out loud. "That's great, Keith." "This position is yours!" "I... I don't know what to say." What can I say?Said a billionaire wouldn't sit on the bench in a dirty little courtroom in Chicago and read out judgments on misfits?Or am I busy getting ready to sail the world on a luxury yacht? "When can you go back to Chicago?" "It's going to take a while," Taylor said. "I still have a lot to deal with here." "Okay then, we're all waiting for you." Don't get too excited! "Goodbye." He put down the phone and glanced at his watch.It was time for Margot to leave for the airport.Tyler went upstairs to say goodbye to her. When he walked into Margo's bedroom, she was taking the packed things out of the suitcase. He looked at her in surprise. "Aren't you going to leave?" She looked up and smiled. "Yeah. It's not that I'm taking things out. I've been thinking about something. I like this place. Maybe I should stay here for a while." He frowned. "What are you talking about? You have to catch a flight to Chicago soon." "There's another flight, Judge." She grinned. "Maybe I'll even buy the tickets myself." "what are you saying?" "You told me you wanted me to help you make a little joke about someone." "Yes?" "But the joke seems to be on me. I'm worth a billion dollars." Taylor said sternly, "I want you out of here. Now!" "Really? I think I'll go when I'm done," said Margo. "However, I'm not done." Tyler stood there watching her. "You... what do you want?" She nodded, "That's pretty much it. The billion dollars I thought I deserved... you're going to take it all to yourself, aren't you? I thought that little trick you did in Chicago was just a little extra money, but it's a billion dollars Dollars! It's different. I think I deserve a share." There was a knock on the bedroom door. "Excuse me," Clark said. "Lunch is ready." Margo turned to Taylor and said, "You go! I don't want to be your partner. I have some important things to attend to." ※※※ Later that afternoon, packages started arriving at Rose Hill.There were several boxes of dresses from Amani, tracksuits from Scalzi Women's Fashion, lingerie and pajamas from Jordan Marsh, Jockey tracksuits from Neiman Marcus , and a diamond bracelet from Cartier.All packages are addressed to Miss Julia Stanford. When Margo walked in the door at five o'clock in the afternoon, Tyler was waiting for her, furious. "What exactly do you want to do?" She smiled. "I just need some clothes. Don't forget that your sister has to dress well, don't you? It's amazing how much credit you have at the mall if you're from the Stanfords. You'll to pay, no?" "Julia..." "No, it's Margo," she reminded him. "By the way, I saw the picture of the yacht on the table. Are you planning to buy one?" "It's none of your business!" "Don't be too confident. Maybe you and I will be in the same boat. We'll call this yacht 'Margo'. Maybe we should call it 'Julia'? We can travel the world together. I'm Most afraid of loneliness." Taylor took a deep breath. "It seems I underestimated you. You're a very clever girl." "Learned from you, you won the prize." "I hope you're a reasonable girl, too." "That depends. How much is common sense worth?" "One million dollars. Cash." Her heart beat faster. "Then the things I bought today belong to me?" "It's all yours." She took a deep breath. "make a deal." "Okay, I'll get you the money as soon as possible. I'm going back to Chicago in a few days." He took a key from his pocket and handed it to her. "Here's the key to my house. I want you to stay there for me and not talk to anyone." "Okay." She tried her best to hide her excitement.Maybe I should have asked for more, she thought. "I'll book you the next flight out of here." "What about the things I bought...?" "I'll send someone to deliver it to you." "Okay. Hey, we're all talkers, aren't we?" He nodded. "yes." ※※※ Tyler takes Margot to Logan International Airport. When she arrived at the airport, she said: "How do you explain to those people? I mean about my leaving." "I told them you had to visit a sick buddy who was in South America." She looked at him reluctantly. "You know, Your Honor? Traveling on a luxury yacht must be a lot of fun." A message came over the loudspeaker that her plane was leaving. "That's my shift, I think." "Have a nice trip." "Thank you. See you in Chicago." Tyler watched her walk into the ticket gate.He stood there until the plane took off.He then returned to the limousine and said to the driver, "Rose Hill." ※※※ Taylor returned to his residence and immediately went to his bedroom to call Chief Judge Keith Percy. "We've been waiting for you, Tyler. When are you coming back? We're going to have a little celebration just for you." "I'll be right back, Keith," Taylor said. "Before I go back, I want to ask you to help me get out of a trouble." "Of course. How can I help you?" "I tried to save a felon. Her name was Margo Posner. I remember telling you about her." "I remember. What's the matter?" "This poor woman pretends to be my sister. She followed me to Boston and tried to murder me." "My God! That's horrible!" "She's on her way back to Chicago now, Keith. She stole the keys to my apartment, and I don't know what she's going to do next. This woman is a dangerous lunatic. She's threatening to kill my whole family. I'm going to lock her up." Into the Reed Mental Hospital. Can you please fax me the relevant procedures? I will sign it. As for her psychiatric certificate, I will arrange it myself." "Of course. I'll do it right away, Tyler." "Thank you very much. She is on United Airlines flight 307. Arrives at eight o'clock tonight. I suggest you send someone to detain her at the airport and tell them to be careful. She must be locked up in Reed. In the ward with the strictest measures, no one should be allowed to visit." "It's on me. It's a pity, Tyler, that you've had this kind of trouble." Taylor resignedly said, "People say, Keith, 'Good things, no matter how big or small, take time.'" ※※※ At dinner that night, Kendall asked, "Isn't Julia joining us for dinner?" Taylor said regretfully: "Unfortunately, you are right. She asked me to say goodbye. She has gone to take care of a friend of hers in South America. He suffered a stroke. This happened suddenly." "But the will is not yet..." "Julia authorized me to deposit her share of the estate in trust." A servant placed a bowl of Boston clam chowder in front of Tyler. "Ah," he said, "that looks delicious! I'm very hungry tonight." ※※※ United Airlines Flight 307 landed at O'Hare International Airport on time.A voice like a golden bell came from the loudspeaker: "Ladies and gentlemen, please fasten your seat belts." Margot Posner found the flight a joy.She spent most of the trip dreaming about what to do with the million dollars and what to do with the clothes and jewelry she bought.It's all because I've been in prison!This is really a godsend of fortune! ※※※ After the plane landed, Margo packed up her luggage, and then walked to the ground along the gangway.Immediately behind her was a flight attendant.An ambulance was parked next to the plane, flanked by two paramedics in white jackets and a doctor.The stewardess saw them and pointed at Margo. As Margot walked down the gangway, one of them came up to her. "Excuse me," he said. Margo looked up at him: "What's the matter?" "Are you Margot Posner?" "Yes, what's the matter? What do you want to do...?" "I'm Dr. Zimmerman," he said, grabbing her arm, "please come with us." He began to lead her toward the ambulance. Margot tried to shake him off hard. "Wait! What are you doing?" she screamed. The other two came to either side of her and grabbed her arms. "Don't shout, Miss Posner," said the doctor. "Help!" Margo screamed. "help!" The other passengers stood there, dumbfounded. "What's the matter with you?" Margo howled. "Are you blind? Someone's kidnapping me! I'm the real Julia Stanford! I'm Harry Stanford's daughter!" "Of course you are," Dr. Zimmerman reassured her. "Just be quiet." Stuffed into the back of the ambulance, Margo kicked and screamed as onlookers watched in amazement. In the ambulance, the doctor took out the syringe and stuck the needle into Margo's arm. "Relax," he said. "everything will be fine." "You must be crazy!" said Margot. "You must be..." Her eyelids began to droop. The doors closed and the ambulance sped away from the airport. ※※※ Taylor laughed out loud after receiving the report.He could imagine the greedy bitch being forcibly dragged away.He will arrange for her to spend the rest of her life in a mental hospital. Now the game is really over, he thought.i did it!If the old man knew that I was about to take control of the entire Stanford industry group, he would be terrified in his grave-but he is no longer in the grave-I will give him everything Lee can dream of. Seamless.Everything was done seamlessly. ※※※ What happened that day made Tyler horny.I need to relax.He opened the suitcase and took out a copy of "Dam Rong Travel Guide" from it.It lists several gay bars in Boston. He chose Quest's on Boylston Street.I skipped dinner and went straight to the club.Then he thought again: This is an indescribable metaphor. ※※※ Julia and Sally were getting ready for work. Sally asked, "How was your date with Henry last night?" "same as usual." "That's not good, huh? Was the wedding announcement made?" "I hope such things don't happen!" said Julia. "Henry is very nice, but..." she said with a sigh. "He's not right for me." "He might not be right," Sally said. "But these are for you." She handed Julia five letters. It's all bills.Julia turned them all on.Three of them were marked "Expired" and one was marked "Third Notice".Julia looked at it carefully for a while. "Sally, I wonder if you could lend me some...?" Sally looked at her in surprise. "I just don't understand you." "What's the meaning?" "You work like a slave and you can't pay the bills. If you want, you can easily get millions of dollars, whether they give you or you take, for Stanford Industries Group It's just a fraction of what it is." "But that's not my money!" "Of course it's your money!" said Sally, raising her voice. "Harry Stanford is your father, isn't he? Therefore, you are entitled to a portion of his estate. I don't use the word 'therefore' very often." "Forget it. I told you what he did to my mother. He wouldn't leave me a penny." Sally sighed. "Damn it! I've always wanted to live with a millionaire!" They walked to the parking lot, where their car was parked. The space where Julia parked was empty.Her eyes widened in surprise. "The car is gone!" "Are you sure you parked here last night?" Sally asked. "yes." "Someone stole the car!" Julia shook her head. "No." She said slowly. "What's the meaning?" She turned to look at Sally. "They must have taken the car back. I haven't paid for it three times." "Fantastic," said Sally deadpan. "It's wonderful." ※※※ Sally can't get over her roommate's situation.It's almost like a fairy tale, Sally thought.A princess does not know that she is a princess.Only in this case did she know how bad her situation was.But she's too stubborn to do anything about it.It's not fair!The family took all the money for themselves, but she was penniless.Well, if she doesn't act, fuck me I'll do it for her.For that she will thank me. After Julia went out that night, Sally looked carefully at the box of clippings.She pulled out a recent report that said Stanford's heir had returned to Rose Hill for the funeral. If the princess doesn't come to them, Sally thought, they will come to the princess. She sat down and began to write a letter.The letter was addressed to Judge Tyler Stanford.