"My dream is to count cash while lying a pile of cash."
Robert laid on a beach chair at a white sand beach that was as white as ivory on the coast of Los Santos. After he put down the glass of champagne in his hand, he said leisurely.
"Your dream before was not this... I remember it was having Scarlett in your left arm and Megan Fox in your right arm while resting your head on Marisa Miller's lap while she fed you peeled grapes." Nick, in a pair of sunglasses, gave Robert a sideways look and joked.
"That was only a goal in that phase. There will be many phased goals in one's life." Robert laughed.
"Now what?"
"It was achieved last night."
Not far away, beautiful women in bikinis played volleyball on the beach.
The sound of the rustling waves in the distance was pushed forward by the white waves.
