..”“You’ll still be beautiful.”“Joe. I’m nearly seventy.”“You’ll still be beautiful.”“I like being immortal,” she whined.“An... I hate the thought of losing you.”We hugged. She sobbed in my arms.“You know Zhen could be right,” I said to her. My adorable Chinese wife had been the one to suggest being pregnant with my baby, who might be Simon’s replacement, as a possible prevention of the sudden aging of Simon’s angel.“It didn’t happen with Nana when Nick’s father died.”“How do we know she hadn’t. You are looking gorgeous, going somewhere?[Me thinking: Idiot, mind your business.]Ria: Thanks, uncle! Yes, I am going to meet my best friend. She is in the city.[Thoughts in Mr. Mehta’s mind: Meeting her friend and dressed like this? I bet she must be meeting another man. Haha, poor Aarav. When you have a sexy bitch as your wife, you shouldn’t leave her alone. I am sure her holes are going to be serviced real hard tonight]The lift reached the ground floor, and the door opened.Ria: Ok, uncle,. I told her no. She threatened to show those pictures to my boss. I told her to go ahead. I knew it would hurt her as much as it would me. I hadn't stopped to think that if she had gotten what she wanted, she wouldn't be getting anymore of my money so she wouldn't be counting on it. A couple of days later I was informed, that due to my conduct which was recently brought to light, I no longer presented a proper image for the company so I was being terminated. Because of the circumstances. . man of the cloth. So, when he got his inheritance of some odd millions of dollars, he opened an architectural firm. He wasn't cut from that cloth either, but he hired people who were, and his some odd millions turned into bunches of millions.Mr. Thornbill's head was down, like he was reading something important. He looked up from the completely bare, polished surface of his desk, which comprised possibly a quarter of an acre. It was built of some exotic, heavy wood from the rain forests and.