A 22 year old Rick had just finished his shift working as a barista at the redfish coffee shop. He had been working there for roughly a year now , and quite frankly he was tired of doing so. He was tired of accidently spilling coffee and making a mess, he was tired of the rude customers, the ones who would throw change in his face, or scold him whenever their coffee was taking too long, and worst of all, he was tired of the 3a.m. opening shifts. He never really understood why they had to open as early as 3a.m seeing as almost no one came till around 6am.
He really wanted to just leave all of this, but he'd promised himself he wouldn't give up, he promised himself if he'd ever return to his father's house it'll just be to say hello and probably to show off his achievements.
At his father's house, money was never a problem. His father was a well renowned senator, as a result anything he wanted he would get, no matter how expensive. He'd always worn the most expensive clothes and had the latest gadgets, but here he was serving coffee at a roadside coffee shop for a living.
It all started five years ago when Rick walked in on his dad having a conversation about keeping aside some government funds. He confronted his dad and his dad told him to keep shut.
"where do you think all the money comes from" he said
Since that day Rick decided he wouldn't live off his father's money. He got an after school job and saved enough to get himself an apartment far away from his father. Once he was done with school he moved into his own house in a different town.
But things didn't go as planned for him. Even with his degree he found it difficult to get any decent job. As a result, he didn't have any money, his clothes were old and worn out, he had to swap his phone for a lesser brand, he was tired of living life like this, he wanted to go back to living the easy life but he just couldn't.
He was changing back into his clothes and getting ready to go home when a familiar face walked into the coffee shop. It was Borris, his dad's personal assistant. He tried to look away and pretend as though he hadn't seen him, but he was too late, Borris was headed in his direction.
"Young Master Rick..."
"What are you doing here?" Rick interrupted.
"We need you to come with us."
"Tell my father I'm not coming!" he ordered
"That's why we are here, your father has passed."
Rick fell silent. He was stunned. Though he didn't like what his father was doing, he still loved him, and never wished him any harm.
"How could this happen?" Rick asked
"We don't know, the doctor says they found poison in his system."
He had finally let his evil deeds catch up with him.
Rick sat on a black office chair and his mum beside him did the same. At the other side of the desk sat the family lawyer with a brown envelope in his hand.
" Are you ready?" the lawyer asked
Rick turned to look at his mother whose eyes were already getting teary before saying
"yes"
The lawyer opened the envelope and brought out a white document. He put on his glasses and began to read
"I Senator Jerry Sánchez declare that this is my last and only will and any other one should be discarded.
I appoint Barrister Micheal Brock to oversee, and to make sure that everything stated in this will is adhered to.
All of my assets include two estates, my company, seven cars, all the money in my corporate accounts and all my private houses.
I hereby will the house which we live in and any one of my cars to my darling wife, Lisa Sánchez. All of my other inheritance will go to my hardworking son, Rick Sánchez who I trust will do the right thing with all my assets."
Rick's mother hugged him as the tears in her eyes began to drop.
Rick didn't want all of this. Sure he wanted to be rich and have anything he wanted but he didn't want to live off ill gotten money so he sold all of his inheritance and divided it into three. He gave one portion to his mum and the remaining he donated to various charity organizations. He was determined to be his own man.