WILSON MIKE'S

Wilson Mike's eyes widened in shock as he stared at the news article on his daughter Fiona's phone. "Lucien got married to the richest billionaire in LA?" he repeated, his voice trembling with anxiety.

Fiona nodded, a mixture of excitement and concern on her face. "Yes, Dad. It's all over the news."

Wilson Mike's mind began racing with thoughts of his own financial struggles. He had always relied on his brother's generosity, and now that Lucien was married to a wealthy man, he feared that his own financial security was at risk.

He started pacing around the room, his agitation growing by the minute. "What am I going to do?" he muttered to himself. "That wealthy man will come after me for Lucien's father's property. I'll go bankrupt."

Fiona watched her father's antics with a mixture of concern and resentment. She had always felt overshadowed by her cousin Lucien, and now it seemed like Lucien had hit the jackpot.

Why did everything good always happen to Lucien? Fiona thought to herself, feeling a pang of jealousy. She had always felt like she was the one who deserved the good things in life, not Lucien.

As her father continued to pace around the room, Fiona's mind began to spin with schemes and plans. She would find a way to get back in touch with Lucien, to reconnect with her wealthy uncle-in-law. And maybe, just maybe, she could find a way to get a piece of the action for herself.

Fiona's eyes narrowed as she thought about how she could reconnect with Lucien and her wealthy uncle-in-law. She had always been the type of person who got what she wanted, no matter what it took.

"Dad, calm down," Fiona said, trying to sound soothing. "We'll figure something out. Maybe I can reach out to Lucien and see if she can help us out."

Wilson Mike stopped pacing and looked at his daughter, a glimmer of hope in his eyes. "Do you think you can do that, Fiona? Do you think Lucien would be willing to help us?"

Fiona nodded, a confident smile spreading across her face. "I'll take care of it, Dad. Don't worry."

But as Fiona turned to leave the room, Wilson Mike's expression turned skeptical. He knew his daughter's ways, and he wasn't sure if he could trust her to do the right thing.

"Fiona, wait," he said, his voice firm. "I don't want you to do anything that will hurt Lucien or her husband. We need to be careful here."

Fiona turned back to her father, a look of innocence on her face. "Of course, Dad. I would never do anything to hurt Lucien. I just want to help us out of this situation."

But as she turned to leave the room again, Wilson Mike couldn't shake off the feeling that his daughter was up to something.

Fiona walked out of the room, her mind racing with thoughts of how she could use Lucien's new connection to her advantage. She had always felt like she was the one who deserved the luxuries and privileges that came with being part of a wealthy family.

As she walked into her own room, Fiona quickly grabbed her phone and started scrolling through her contacts. She hadn't spoken to Lucien in years, but she was determined to reconnect with her cousin and get in good with her wealthy uncle-in-law.

Fiona's eyes landed on Lucien's name in her contacts, and she hesitated for a moment before sending her a text message.

"Hey cuz, long time no talk! I just heard about your wedding and I'm beyond thrilled for you! Can't wait to catch up and meet your new hubby"

Fiona smiled to herself as she sent the message, feeling confident that Lucien would take the bait and respond. She leaned back in her chair, waiting patiently for Lucien's response, and thinking about all the ways she could use this new connection to her advantage.

Lucien was sitting in her living room, sipping a cup of coffee and scrolling through her phone, when she saw the message from Fiona. She raised an eyebrow, surprised to hear from her cousin after all these years.

Lucien hadn't spoken to Fiona in a long time, and she wasn't sure what to expect. She hesitated for a moment, wondering if she should respond, but her curiosity got the better of her.