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“Eight million.”
I laugh.
“Hear me out—
“You’re already ten over budget!”
“If we are going to make our resort a destination, we have to spend. You know that!”
I sit back. If I don’t hear him out, I’ll never hear the end of it. “Tell me about this eight million dollar upgrade. I am dying to know all about it.”
“I’m thinking about this as an investment in our future—
“What upgrade, Beau?”
“If we’re going to be a destination resort, then we have to give people what they want, and research shows what people want is an amazing spa, fabulous dining, and great activities, both for kids and adults. We need to expand the golf course and the span and dining. Maybe add a wave pool.”
“Wouldn’t that cost more than eight million?”
It is hard not to yell at him. We had settled plans months ago for all of those things, but he sees something shiny on the Travel Channel, and he scraps the plans. “Beau. I—
“That’s your ‘no’ tone.”
“I understand wanting to make things the best they can be, and I am with you on that. But we have to do it responsibly.”
“I am tired of this,” he says, shoving his rolling chair from the desk. “Our family has the money to do all of this without even denting our inheritances. I’m tired of pulling cash from our asses to make this resort happen! It’s bullshit!”
“I know—
“For that matter, we could walk into any bank and walk out with more than the money we need—
“I’m aware.”
He huffs for a beat. “Then why don’t we?”
“The money and relationships you want to leverage aren’t ours. They’re Dad’s. If you recall, we are on our own for this project.”
“Oh yes. Dad’s idiotic test to see if we’reworthyof his legacy.” He rolls his eyes. “Like I said. It’s bullshit. I’m tired of his games. We’re not kids anymore. He knows what we’re capable of. I don’t understand why he’s going out of his way to make things more difficult for us. Isn’t that the point of making a shit ton of money? To make things easier for your kids?”
I laugh. “Are you actually complaining about the lavish lifestyle you live, or was thatnotyour Aston Martin parked far away from the worker’s trucks out there, Mr. Man of the People?”
“I like nice things. I don’t apologize for it.”
“My point is, we’ve had things easy our whole lives, Beau. It’s time we get our hands dirty. I see Dad’s point on the matter. I don’t like it, because it makes my life more difficult, but I get it.”
“Seriously? You’re taking his side? Like always?”
Eye rolling is a family trait. “Look, I understand your side of things. He’s treating us like kids who need to learn a lesson, instead of men in their thirties. To a degree, it’s insulting. But I also see his point. Besides, this could be a genuine opportunity for us to build our own relationships instead of always relying on his.”
He huffs again. “It’s annoying.”
“You’re right. But I hesitate to say this—as much as he’s a stubborn old bastard, Dad won’t be around forever. We have to have our own business relationships in place before that happens.”
“Alternatively, we could just live off our inheritances the rest of our lives.”
I chuckle. “Okay, sure, but then what would we leave our kids?”
“The way things are going, I’m never having any, so…” He shrugs.
