Chapter 150

• THE EXTREMELY RICH GUY
• Side by side, we walk to his house. “Welcome to my humble abode!” He hums when the door opens, and he ushers me into the encompassing, blinding beauty of his abode.
• The soft glow of the ambient lantern cast a cozy glow over the place. The beautifully curated decor adorns the walls in a rich theme, each one of them reflecting the impeccable taste of beauty and luxury that this place percolates. Everything is firsthand in terms of quality. Top-notch. For a minute, I am reminded of the old days when I lived like a rich kid. And truth be told, I really miss that life. That life of being surrounded by riches. That life of having everything that world has to offer at your disposal. But do I regret being where I am now? Never! I would choose my ghetto a million times over being a De’Mario!