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Автор: Douglas Alan Captain
Издательство: Bookwire
Серия: BAD MOOD DRIVE
Жанр произведения: Языкознание
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isbn: 9783738096248
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It was rumored that there was more than a few

      suicide because of him."

      "He sounds like a monster."

      "On the one hand, yes. On the other hand, he founded an

      orphanage in New Guinea and a hospital in Bombay, and he

      gave millions to charity-anonymously. No one ever knew

      what to expect next."

      "How did he become so wealthy?"

      "How's your Greek mythology?"

      "I'm a little rusty."

      "You know the story of Oedipus?"

      George nodded. "He killed his father to get his mother."

      "Right. Well, that was Robert Stanley. The only

      difference is that he killed his father to get his mother's

      vote."

      George was staring at him. "What?"

      Harold leaned forward. "In the early thirties, Robert's

      father had a grocery store here in Los Angeles. It did so well

      that he opened a second one, and pretty soon he had a

      small chain of grocery stores. When Robert finished college,

      his father brought him into the business as a partner and

      put him on the board of directors. As I said, Robert was

      ambitious. He had big dreams. Instead of buying meat from

      packing houses, he wanted the chain to raise its own

      livestock. He wanted it to buy land and grow its own

      vegetables, can its own goods. His father disagrees, and

      they fought a lot.

      "Then Robert had his biggest brainstorm of all. He told

      his father he wanted the company to build a chain of

      supermarkets that sold everything from automobiles to

      furniture to life insurance, at a discount, and charge

      customers a membership fee. Robert's father thought he

      was crazy, and he turned down the idea. However, Robert

      didn't intend to let anything get in his way. He decided he

      had to get rid of the old man. He persuaded his father to

      take a long vacation, and while he was away, Robert went to

      work charming the board of directors.

      "He was a brilliant salesman and he sold them on his

      concept. He persuaded his aunt and uncle, who were on the

      board, to vote for him. He romanced the other members of

      the board. He took them to lunch, went fox hunting with

      one, golfing with another. He slept with a board member's

      wife who had influence over her husband. But it was his

      mother who held the largest block of stock and had the final

      vote. Robert persuaded her to give it to him and to vote

      against her husband."

      "That's unbelievable!"

      "When Robert's father returned, he learned that his

      family had voted him out of the company."

      "My God!"

      "There's more. Robert wasn't satisfied with that. When

      his father tried to get into his own office, he found that he

      was barred from the building. And, remember, Robert was

      only in his thirties then. His nickname around the company

      was the Iceman. But credit where credit is due, George. He

      single-handedly built Stanley Enterprises into one of the

      biggest privately held conglomerates in the world. He

      expanded the company to include timber, chemicals,

      communications, electronics, and a staggering amount of

      real estate. And he wound up with all the stock."

      "He must have been an incredible man," George said.

      "He was. To men-and to women."

      "Was he married?"

      Frank Harold sat there for a long time, remembering.

      When he finally spoke, he said, "Robert Stanley was married

      to one of the most beautiful women I've ever seen. Emy

      Trump. They had three children, two boys and a girl. Emy

      came from a very social family in Bell Air. She adored

      Robert, and she tried to close her eyes to his cheating, but

      one day it got to be too much for her. She had a governess

      for the children, a woman named Rosa Newman. Young and

      attractive. What made her even more attractive to Robert

      Stanley was the fact that she refused to go to bed with him. It

      drove him crazy. He wasn't used to rejection. Well, when

      Robert Stanley turned on the charm, he was irresistible. He

      finally got Rosa into bed. He got her pregnant, and she went

      to see a doctor. Unfortunately, the doctor's son-in-law was a

      columnist, and he got hold of the story and printed it.

      There was one hell of a scandal. You know Los Angeles. It

      was all over the newspapers. I still have clippings about it

      somewhere."

      "Did she get an abortion?"

      Harold shook his head. "No. Robert wanted her to have

      one, but she refused. They had a terrible scene. He told her

      that he loved her and wanted to marry her. Of course, he

      had told that to dozens of women. But Emy overheard their

      conversation, and in the middle of that night she committed

      suicide."

      "That's awful. What happened to the governess?"

      "Rosa Newman disappeared. We know that she had a

      daughter she named Jennifer, at St. Joseph's Hospital in

      Miami. She sent a note to Stanley, but I don't believe he

      even bothered to reply. By then, he was involved with

      someone new. He wasn't interested in Rosa anymore. In

      general, he didn't give a shit about anybody else."

      "Charming ..."

      "The real tragedy is what happened later. The children

      rightfully blamed their father for their mother's suicide.

      They were ten, twelve, and fourteen at the time. Old enough

      to feel the pain, but too young to fight their father. They

      hated him. And Robert's greatest fear was that one day they

      would do to him what he had done to his own father. So

      he did everything he could to make sure that never

      happened.