Welcome to the Upper East Side of Manhattan, New York. Here you can find some of the most privileged youth in all the nation. London Kohler has got it all. Money, power, and friends. But there's something missing in her life. Find out what it is. XO...
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When most people lose a parent, they inherit sorrow, loss and a closet full of outdated clothes.
But on the Upper East Side death's sad chapter comes with a silver lining.
Or a gold one if your relatives invested wisely in precious metals.
Dad was slowly but surely getting better.
Lucy and I were still taking shifts and we've really been able to grow closer this past month together.
I feel weird even saying this but I almost view her as a mother figure now.
Today's was Bart's will reading and so I'm going to support Chuck.
Nate plans on going with me.
When we arrive at the will reading Chuck smiles at us in appreciation.
Nate and I were then escorted out into the hallway so that Chuck and Jack could have some privacy.
"How have you been?" Nate asks.
"Okay but definitely better off than I was a month ago." I say laughing lightly.
"Good. And you haven't been drinking heavily, right?" he asks me another question.
"No, just a glass a day." I answer.
Nate sighs in relief.
The door to the room opens and Chuck and Jack come out.
"Chuck, this letter represents your dad's final words." Jack explains.
"Aren't you curious to know what it says?" Nate questions Chuck.
"I think I can guess. 'You're a disappointment of a son. I'd die of embarrassment if I wasn't already. Why do you wear so much purple?" Chuck speaks.
"Then you'll have the satisfaction of being right." Jack voices.
"I'll read it." I say lightly.
I grab the letter from Chuck and open it reading it's content, "Sadly, there is nothing like the passing of a father to aid in this right of passage. Ultimately, I do feel that I did my job and you're prepared for this next chapter of your life. Therefore, I am bequeathing to you the majority share of Bass Industries." Silence fills the room as we are all in shock.
"Surely that's a mistake" Chuck is the first to break that silence.
"No it's not." Nate says reading the letter over my shoulder.
