“B…Buttlicker?” Jack slightly closed his eyes with doubt.
“Yes, Butlicker, why is there a problem?”” The ambassador asked, looking at Jack’s doubtful full eyes.
“N…no problem, sir.” Jack stammered a little to reply.
“Ahaha, very well, follow me,” the ambassador said as he walked towards his room.
Jack, like a good boy, followed along the ambassador; he looked back at the receptionist, then winked at her.
Helen’s cheek instantly turned red, and she lost the courage to look at Jack.
Jack saw her like this and smiled; he was turning bad day by day. Helen’s innocence was undeniable, and Jack found her behavior appealing.
Helen didn’t look Australian; instead, she had an innocent Asian appearance, and her curly hair piqued Jack’s interest.
So Jack has decided that he will talk with her after these stupid ambassador meetings.
As Jack entered the ambassador’s room, he noticed a multitude of small F1 car models.
Jack comprehended that the ambassador, being an F1 fan, must have some connection to his father.
Ambassador gestured for Jack to sit down, then he also sat down on his chair, showing a smile at Jack. Ambassador sat down.
“So you’re the son of Joshua?” Ambassador asked Jack.
“Yes, he was my father,” Jack replied calmly.
“He was my friend; actually, we went to the same high school,” Ambassador Mario said calmly.
Then Mario pressed a button, similar to a buzzer, and a man entered, greeting both the Ambassador and Jack.
“Mr. Ratkis, I want you to bring us some tea,” the ambassador asked the man who just came in.
“Yes, sir,” the man said without another word, and then he left the room.
“I’ve got Japanese tea available here; it’s really nice,” the ambassador explained Jack.
Jack had no idea what was going on; why was the Australian ambassador treating him so kindly? Or what is his intention?
“How many days or months have passed since you left Australia?” Ambassador asked Jack.
“It’s been 7-8 months, roughly; since my parents died, I’ve applied to every free university possible,” Jack said. Jack was still guarding against the ambassador.
” Ah! I am sorry; I couldn’t be there when Joshua passed away. When I heard the news, I was devastated. By the way, now that you mention it, I was always curious, Why would you come here to Germany to study?” The ambassador looked preplexed and confused.
“As I just said, I was searching for a free university,” Jack said and thought, ‘This ambassador is stupid, aye!’
“Exactly that! Why would you go to a free university? You’ve traveled half the globe to study for free?. Ambassador looked even more confused.
“Yes, my father didn’t leave me with a lot of money, so I’ve got to study for free,” Jack calmly and patiently explained.
“He didn’t leave you any money? Well, even if he didn’t, you! Are you saying you don’t know?” The ambassador was hyped up about something.
“Know what exactly?” Jack was now confused.
“May I come in?” The man who left to get tea came back with a tray; in the tray there was one pot of hot steaming tea and two empty cups.
“Leave it here and go.” The ambassador was impatient.
“Yes, sir,” the clerk smiled, then, putting down the tray, he left the room.
“So Jack, Your Father! Do you know who your grandfather is?” Ambassador Mario suddenly asked.
” No! My father never mentioned my grandfather.” Jack shook his head.
“That’s why, listen, your grandfather’s name is James, James Williams,” the ambassador said impatiently, moving his hand around the desk as if he were overly excited.
“Alright?”” Jack’s face was filled with confusion; why would the ambassador bring up his grandfather?
“I can tell from your face that you’re confused; that’s natural.” The Ambassador laughed at Jack’s confused expression before taking the hot tea pot and pouring it into both Jack’s and his own cups.
Taking a sip of the tea and calming down a little the ambassador smiled at Jack.
“James Williams had two sons; on his death bed, James willed his property to be distributed equally to his two sons.” The ambassador calmly explained this to Jack, who was sipping tea and enjoying the pleasant story.
“The entire estate of James encompassed 3000 acres.” Ambassador looked at Jack and smiled.
“So?”” Jack was sipping his tea, then putting down his cup and asked.
“What do you mean by so? The entire estate was in close proximity to Sydney; in today’s market, it would be worth approximately 500 million. The Ambassador then sipped his tea and glanced at Jack, who was now attentive. He smiled.
“So my grandfather owned this huge property?” Jack inquired, his interest piqued. Jack asked; his interest was picked.
“Yes, your uncle Jared sold his entire 1500 acres at that time, earning approximately 40 million AUD, while your father did not sell his lands.” The ambassador looked at Jack, then smiled cheekily.
“My father never told me about it,” Jack confusedly said.
“Yes, well, he was earning in millions, so he never cared about that estate, which was rural mostly, and your uncle sold his lands, and guess where he went?” Ambassador asked Jack.
“I don’t know; my father never mentioned me having an uncle.” Jack was so confused that he scratched his head.
“It’s normal; your father lived your grandfather, and your uncle sold the land he got from your grandfather almost instantly as soon as your grandfather died, so your father never bothered with your uncle.” The ambassador was now behaving like an uncle to Jack, telling him stories of the past.
” So? Where did my uncle go after getting this much money?” Jack asked. He was intrigued by the possibility that his uncle had become a billionaire by now.
“Yes, your uncle went to Las Vegas, lost 50 million in bets, and returned with debts on his head.” The ambassador looked disappointed and had a disgusted face.
“Your father and I loathed that man, but being your uncle and your father’s only brother, your father paid his debts; that’s why you didn’t get a penny from your father.” Ambassador looked sad and guilty.
If only someone had told me about you, I would have sent you money every month. You don’t know the bond me and your father had, hah!” The ambassador looked extremely sad.
“Don’t worry, uncle, I am very happy now; I’ve got enough money; look at my car.” Jack gave the ambassador some consolation.
“Do you know what’s making my blood boil? Your uncle Jared is still living on your land and is trying to sell it; that’s why I called you on such urgent notice.” Ambassador was angry.
“My land?” Jack was now confused, experiencing a range of emotions during the conversation.
“You are your father’s only heir, so everything he had belongs to you; the 1500-acre estate he didn’t sell is yours by right.” Ambassador reminded Jack about the forgotten estate.
“So my uncle is trying to sell it? Why? It’s not his.” Jack was baffled. His uncle was that ungrateful?
“Yes, while you’re here, he’s making every effort to sell your father’s property, which is estimated to be worth 250 million AUD at minimum.” The ambassador smiled, took a sip of his tea, and then smiled at Jack.
“I should go back? To reclaim my right?” Jack asked the ambassador; he didn’t know when, but he was seeing the ambassador as a guardian figure.
“No need, hehe. Perhaps we are not related by blood, but I am your uncle. I have sent all your legal documents, including your passport, to Australia. I apologize for using my connection to obtain your information.” Ambassador winked at Jack.
“It is alright, uncle. I am sorry I showed up late; it’s my fault.” Jack now felt guilty; he made the kind-hearted ambassador wait for so long that he had to use his connection just to get information.
“No worries, you are Joshua’s son. It means you’re my son. Listen, boy, if I died, Joshua would have helped my son maybe more than me, so don’t worry, just visit me often. Go play around. That car is nice, though.” Ambassador smiled at Jack.
“Thank you. So when I go back, I can visit my grandfather’s land?” Jack asked.
“When you go to Australia, I’ll give you a number; he’s your legal advisor and lawyer. I am sorry I have signed a contract with him on your behalf; he’ll give you every document you need. I have also made payments to him throughout this year.” Ambassador wanted to hide the fact he was paying a lot of money to handle Jack’s case, but if Jack misunderstood that he was handling everything behind Jack’s back, Mario had to explain.
Jack was so grateful that he didn’t know how to thank this unknown dude, who felt so familiar that Jack just wanted to give him a hug.
Jack never had anyone to turn to when his parents died; he didn’t know his uncle existed.
Burying both father and mother alone, there was no one that cared about his existence; Jack sometimes even felt despair.
But now Jack felt relieved a lot; there was at least one person who cared about him, although he didn’t know all these years, but Mario, who looked a little goofy at first, was a genuine friend, a friend every man needs.
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