Page 92 of 10,000 Hours With A Rich Menace

Maverick smirked. “You crazy, Wonder.”

“How about we warn a nigga before doing some shit like that.” Duke chuckled as he shook his head.

When we arrived at the hotel, we were greeted upon arrival. Willshire Paris was beautiful, and I couldn’t wrap my head around the fact that I was actually in Paris. When I called Skyler earlier to tell her Maverick was taking me away, she was so excited for me.

Me and Skyler were always happy for one another, no matter what was going on in our personal lives. When she was jet setting around the world, I was happy for her. Even with me going through my own shit, I was excited that she was living her life. The girl was always on go, so seeing her send pictures enjoying herself made me happy.

I prayed that she got back to that again, and she could let down her guard and welcome love in again. I held onto Maverick as the manager greeted us at the hotel and then took us right up to our room through the back.

Checking in at the main desk didn’t exist when it came to Maverick. The main desk came up to our suite to check us in while I watched him look around the room and inspect the room. I didn’t know if I should scream or cry. The Eiffel Tower was right there in front of us. We had a view of it from all rooms in this suite.

“Mr. Caselli, we have you with us for two nights… that will be thirty-six fifty.”

“Thirty-six hundred dollars for this suite… that’s amazing.”

The woman stared at me as if she wanted to ask meho, is you cool?

“Thirty-six thousand dollars, Wonder,” Maverick replied, and handed her over the credit card. She easily slid the card on her device. “I need a cleaning staff up here now.”

“Is it not to your liking, Mr. Caselli?”

“Obviously not… I need to see them clean it in front of me.”

She finished checking us in and smiled. “Very well, Mr. Caselli.”

I went out onto the terrace and took everything in. Quickly pulling my phone out, I facetimed Skyler. She answered and was chewing in the phone, and the background didn’t look like our apartment.

“Um, where are you?”

“In my business, why you in ours?” I heard Corleon’s voice in the background.

She put her head down to hide from me giving her that look. “Makes a lot of sense why you didn’t want to facetime with me earlier, come to think about it, you were whispering earlier, too.”

Skyler was laughing so hard as she covered her face. “It is nine in the morning, Stevie. What do you want?” she continued to laugh.

“Are you in a bed?”

“I am in my business.”

“Stevie!” I heard Estella in the background, and then her face came to view. “I miss you!”

“I miss you, too, my favorite girl. How about when I come back, we spend the whole day together, okay?”

“Okay.” She jumped off the bed, and then her mother got back into the camera. I watched as she climbed out the bed and saw a peek of Corleon in the bed beside her on his laptop. Estella was shoving a fake cup of tea to his mouth.

“Dang, Estella, this cup taste better than the other one,” he lied, because nothing was in her teacups, but she loved for us to tell her she made the best tea.

The door closed behind her, and she was in the bathroom. “I called to tell you about Maverick, and you are apparently busy… what happened?”

“I had a panic attack at work, Stevie. Everything that has been going on caused the attack and I couldn’t breathe… I still had to pick up Estella, and I didn’t know what to do.”

“Um, picking up the phone and calling me would have been an option.”

She sighed. “He was the first person that came to mind when my coworker asked me who to call. He dropped everything and came to me… went to pick Estella up and then brought me to his condo in the city.”

I listened to her whisper on the phone. “What does this mean?”

“Nothing.”

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