There Lucious sat in the chair around his luxurious furniture in the grand home but all of it meant nothing as he became somewhat numb to the riches guess money can’t buy happiness though Lucious will still argue with that with glass of hot bourbon he didn’t bother to let sit in the cooler or add any ice to he was going deep he sat back into the satin chair drawling out the footsteps of his hire “sir you have a guest” Juanita said curtly holding the duster in her grip Lucious sighed didn’t bother to turn to speak to his maid “yeah tell whoever it is to get lost”