CHAPTER 97

CHAPTER 97

ADAM STILLTON was the epitome of what London pride symbolized, he always claimed that his immense fortune was based on his discipline, of following rules and never leaving to make money tomorrow if you can make it today, in his philosophy it didn't exist medium/long term, it was always short term.

The only living original member and lifetime figure of the Bilderberg Club, which met annually in private and had been established since 1954, for some 150 experts in industry, finance, education and the media, who are part of the political and economic elite of the United States. Europe and Anglo— Saxon America.

His career started like every billionaire who starts from scratch, he saw an opportunity and embraced it, in this case, the opportunity was to kill a man who had bought a diamond ring for his fiancee, he sold the ring and invested it all in stocks. a bank, at first it didn't seem like it was going to get anywhere, then World War II came and Stillton got a nice deal with American investors, but his great luck was to use the left-leaning South American totalitarian governments, the in his favor, financing them and after they came to power, he won the banking monopoly, always under a fancy name.

For Adam Stillton, there was no such thing as Right or Left, Democrats or Republicans, they were all beautiful ways to make money, he just needed to find his price, that's when he met the only person he could never buy, Hemily Scott.

HEMILY WAS THE KINDEST SOUL Adam knew in his entire life and that kindness was reflected in his beauty, he could never be the same person, and coincidentally, the love was reciprocal. In a short time they were married, however, the years passed and she was never able to give him a child. When all seemed lost, when she turned forty-five years old, she discovered that she was pregnant... on the same day that she also discovered that she had cancer.

— Is it very serious, doctor?

— It depends, do you want the good news or the bad news?

— Speak up, doctor.

Adam Stillton was not a man given to a mystery.

— Hemily is four months pregnant.

Adam wasn't believing in that miracle.

— Are you sure, doctor?

The doctor smiled.

— I would never be confused, the signs are clearer than that transparent glass, but I'm sorry to say that her life has its days numbered.

That took Adam completely by surprise.

— Sorry, doctor, I don't think I understand correctly.

— Hemily has cancer, he has six months to live at most.

— There must be some way, money is no problem...

— Money doesn't buy everything, Mr. Stillton.

— That's the excuse people who don't have money give me, I'll go to hell if I have to, and it was...

ON THE DAY HIS DAUGHTER was born, Hemily died. The child was called Selene because it was night and the moon had never looked so beautiful. Adam thought that was a sign from the gods, whoever they were, and paid homage to the Titan's daughter Hyperion, as Hemily was a selenarian, with a fascination never seen before for the moon.

A week before he died he said:

— Promise you'll take care of Selene?

— How do you know it's going to be a girl?

— The moon told me yesterday in my dream.

Adam took his wife's hand and kissed it tenderly.

— For you I would do anything.

— I love you...

But Adam never returned to love anyone or anything other than money and power, and Selena grew up abandoned by the affection of her father, who claimed to have died along with the wife he loved so much.