Chapter 39 Part III Current Situation-2

£25 million? Impossible! It can't be like this - it must be impossible! Oh my God! Suddenly I couldn't breathe or move.All my attention was focused on the blurry picture in front of me.Tasin? Cress-Stuart? Tassin? That's Suzie's cousin Tassin? Tachin...has...£25m? I can't let go of the magazine in my hand, or I'll pass out.I'm staring at Britain's 15th richest bachelor - and, I know him! More than just acquaintance, he asked me out on a date. I will have dinner with him tomorrow night. oh god! I'm about to become a millionaire.Multi-millionaire! I knew it was going to be like this.How do I know? I just know.Tachin will fall in love with me, ask me to marry him, and we'll be married in a palatial Scottish castle, just like in Four Weddings and a Funeral (none of us will die, of course).So I have £25 million.

What will Derek Smeez say then? Ha! Ha ha! "Want a cup of tea?" Suzie had finished calling, "Charlie, baby, he's going to do an interview for me on "Britain's Tomorrow Star"!" "Great!" I mumbled, then cleared my throat, "I just... just saw Taxin in a magazine." I have to confirm it.I must confirm whether there are other Tarsin Cress-Stuarts of which I know nothing.Oh god please let me go on a date with the rich one! "That's right, that's him." Susie replied casually, "He often appears in this kind of magazine." She glanced through the content quickly and shook her head. "My God, they're always so exaggerated. £25m!"

My heart stopped beating. "So he doesn't have £25 million at all?" I asked casually. "Yes!" She laughed, as if she thought my idea was absurd. "His assets should be... oh, I don't know very well, about 18 million pounds." £18 million.Well, that's fine too, that's enough. "These magazines are exaggerated!" I rolled my eyes in deep sympathy. "What would you like? Earl Gray or herbal tea?" Suzie asked, standing up. "Earl Grey!" Although I'd actually prefer a glass of wine.Because I better keep my manners from now on, don't I? If I'm going to be Mr. Tassin Clays-Stuart's girlfriend.

Rebecca Kleiss-Stuart. Becky Cress-Stuart. Hello! I'm Rebecca Claes-Stuart.Yes, I am Mrs. Tachin.We meet at...Yes, I'm wearing Coco Chanel.You are so smart! "By the way," I continued, "did Taxin say where we met?" "Oh, he'll come get you," Suzie replied. Of course he will.Surely the 15th richest bachelor in the UK wouldn't ask me to meet me on the Tube, would he? He wouldn't say "meet me under the clock at Waterloo" or something like that.He will come and pick me up. Oh great, this is so good! My new life has finally begun.

Never in my life have I prepared so much for a date, never.I've been staring at my open closet since 8 a.m. on a Saturday morning and realize I literally have nothing to wear.Finally, it wasn't until 7:30 p.m. that I put another layer of mascara on my lashes and a little 'CoCo Chanel' on my body.Then I went into the living room and asked Suzy to look at it. "Wow!" She looked up from the messy pile of muslins she was making a picture frame! "You are just...beautiful!" To this, I have to agree.I was dressed in black, but it was a soft deep black that was expensive and loved by everyone.A simple sleeveless dress by Whistles, Jimmy Choos high heels and a pair of crystal clear amethyst earrings.Oh please don't ask how much they cost because it doesn't matter at all.These clothes are considered an investment, the most important investment in my life!

I haven't eaten anything all day, so now I'm pretty and slim, and my hair is in top shape right now.I have never been so beautiful in my life. But of course appearance is only one of the deciding factors, isn't it? I also made a trip to the bookstore and bought a book on Wagner wisely.I've been reading this all afternoon, while waiting for my nail polish to dry, of course.I even memorized a few short passages so I could use them in conversation. I'm not sure what Tachin likes more than Wagner.However, Wagner should be enough.Besides, I figured he'd take me to some fancy place with a jazz band, and we'd be too busy dancing and hugging to talk.

The doorbell rang and startled me.I have to admit my heart was beating a little fast.But at the same time, I was also unusually calm.The moment of truth has come, and my new career as a multi-millionaire is about to begin.Luke Brandon, you're sorry! "I'll answer the door." Suzy grinned at me and disappeared into the porch.After a while, I heard her call, "Taki!" "Susie!" I glanced at myself in the mirror, took a deep breath, and turned to face the door.Just then Taxin appeared.His head was as bony as ever, and he was still clad in a grotesque old suit.But no matter what, none of this matters anymore.In fact, I really can't stand him like this.I could only stare at him, stare at him; unable to speak, unable to think, nothing but 25 million pounds in my mind.

£25m! Just thinking about it makes me giddy and excited, like riding a horse in a fairground.I suddenly wanted to run around the room like a character in a Hollywood comedy, yelling, "25 million! 25 million!" and throwing bills into the air. However, I didn't do that.Of course I wouldn't do that.I just said, "Hi! Taxin." Then I gave him a charming smile. "Hello, Becky," he replied, "you look stunning." "Thank you." I looked down at my clothes with some embarrassment. "Would you like some 'teaji'?" Suzie was watching us lovingly from the sidelines, like a mother watching her daughter go to prom with the most popular handsome guy in school.

"Well... no, I think we'll be leaving soon." Taxin looked into my eyes, "What do you think, Becky?" "Of course," I replied, "let's go now!"