419. A Cash Cow

They decided to head out, destination was Bobby's spare apartment in a nice building beside the Thames river. His parents didn't live there, that's the only reason.

When getting into the car, Magnus stopped Bobby from getting into the backseat with her. He instead told him to drive, as he needed to interview her. He grunted and relented, of course, Ragnar the pervert was made to sit in the front as well.

"Hey, Maddona, you got nail cutter?" Ragnar suddenly asked.

She felt weird, they just met, who asks for a nail cutter, but for Magnus and Bobby, this was just normal crazy Ragnar, nobody knew what goes on in his mind at any time. She affirmed and looked into her bag, "Wait a sec,"

Meanwhile, Magnus was staring at her face, as if trying to think of something. No, he was not reading her mind, he'd never do that to those he or his friends cared for.

After giving the nail cutter, she felt embarrassed from staring, so she asked, "Ummm... your highness, why are you staring at me?"

He let out a wheeze, "Stop calling me that, just call me Magnus. And tell me honestly, how did he impress a pretty girl like you?"

She giggled, "I've never met anyone like him in my life. Who beats the crap out of some knife-wielding men just to save a stranger, and then goes on to cheer that person? He's just so caring and kind, I love him for who he is."

Magnus nodded, "Yup, he is like that, a kind dumbass. Anyway, you got a family? And why do you wanna be a dancer? You look pretty, you can be an actress,"

She sighed, "Family, it's better we don't talk. Mom died, dad remarried the housekeeper, I hated him. I did try auditioning in Hollywood, but without giving my body to some old pervert casting director, it's impossible,"

He angrily narrowed his gaze, "Really? Has it gotten this bad? Don't tell me it was Warner Brothers,"

"Oh, but it was, other big companies too. All practice casting couches," she replied, initially confused why Magnus seemed angry, but then remembered, "Wait, you own Warner!"

He nodded, "Yes, and it seems a lot of men will be going homeless now. A purge is needed in Hollywood it seems,"

"Heh, they fucked now," Bobby muttered from the front seat.

Confused, Maddona inquired what was this purge. Bobby explained, "A purge is whenever Magnus decides to thoroughly investigate something. Last time it was the British Government for corruption, no matter how small, big, famous or rich you are, if you committed a crime, you get much more than what you deserve. So, most likely a lot of big Hollywood names will be crying in front of cameras soon."

"Anyway, what are your main talents other than dancing?" Magnus asked her.

She thought about it for a second, then sang a song. In the end, Magnus gave her a thumbs up, "That was amazing, you should totally sing the national anthem at my royal coronation. Bobby, I approve,"

"REALLY? Are you sure? I'm a nobody, and what do you mean by approve?" she was in disbelief. It had not even been an hour since she landed and got her big break. Of course, Bobby could have helped her easily get a big role in any movie she wanted, but he didn't help her as she had not asked for it. He wanted her to stand on her own.

Bobby replied, "That's Magnus for you. And by approval, he meant he approves of you being my girlfriend."

"So if he had said no, you would have dumped me?" She asked him with narrowed eyes.

Bobby frowned and tried to answer carefully, "I would have tried to convince him, if his reason was acceptable, then yes, I would have dumped you. In short, he would not have approved you if he felt you were a gold digger. Madge, Magnus is not just my best friend but the first friend of my life. I met him on the first day of kindergarten."

Magnus chuckled from the back seat, "Ah, I remember that day, I saw a fat ass chubby boy picking his nose at the side of the playground because he was bullied by other kids. I asked him, "Wanna throw stones at your bully and shatter their skulls?" and we did just that. Fuckers had to get stitches after that, my mum sewed them for free though. Since that day we have been best friends."

"AWW... I feel like running to Brandon's home and asking his mom to show me his old photos," She fawned over him, imagining what a little chubby Bobby would look like.

Magnus grinned devilishly, "No need, I got many of his childhood photos, my mum loved clicking pictures of both of us. I even got a naked photo of him, running out of the swimming pool because he lost his underwear."

Bobby got triggered, "Mag, don't forget, I got your photos too, the ones with you in girly dresses,"

But it did not affect him, "Haha, jokes on you, Emma has already seen it,"

"But the world has not, and news agencies will pay a million dollars to get it," this time the threat worked.

"Fine, Maddona, you gotta find his mum." but he also whispered, "Give me your address, I will post them,"

"HEY! I may be driving, but that doesn't shut my ears," Bobby shouted.

*CLICK*

Ragnar, who was trying his best to cut his nails in the car, snapped the nail wrong and it hit him in the eye, angering him, "SHUT THE FUCK UP, YOU TWO. Or I will post both your photos in papers, FOR FREE!"

"Pfft... ahahaha... this was totally worth the shitty 10-hour flight," she started laughing uncontrollably. It was a good evening indeed. Magnus and Ragnar soon dropped the couple off in their apartment and headed back home.

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*BEEP BEEP*

He woke up with the alarm clock beeping. Emma had returned to her home and was in the process of buying a house nearby. But he was never alone, as his siblings would come every other night to hear stories from him.

Letting the little ones sleep more, he washed up and got ready, putting gel on his hair, wearing a nice black suit, tucking his transfigured staff in the blazer. The first thing he does in the morning is to check the daily mail updates from his various companies.

He had to focus a lot more on them as he was facing a cash crunch right now. By no means was he poor, the problem was cash, he wanted to procure it without selling anything, this was not possible.

"Good, everything seems to be going well. The economic situation looks good too." He muttered. The GDP projection of the UK for the year 1978 was 545 Billion(335 in the real world.). It was a big jump from 355 billion the last year. All this was thanks to the work he's done in the past, they finally started to pay off and this effect will continue on to get better and better. Maybe in a few years, a trillion was not impossible. The more the country grows, the richer he will get.

But, how to solve the current problem? He needed billions of dollars in cash, not just for Adam's research to build the AM Engine, also for his Africa plan, which was necessary for making more money.

Still, he decided to go to a few banks and talk about loans, as well as the rates. Picking up his raincoat, he headed out. But, he noticed something from the corner of his eye, dropping. It was a piece of paper with an address, the marking said "Address for the Continental Hotel, London,"

That was the moment his eyes widened, he had forgotten about this whole thing. He had no need to take loans, for a cash cow had walked straight to him, waiting to be milked.

Now he was purely excited, "I guess... it's time I deal with the High Table, I wonder if they increased the bounty on my head,"

He called Ted and Adrian, telling them where he was going as well as to get an update from MEDA. Adrian told him the great news, "They have found out that you were the one behind the death of one of their High Table members. They are in total panic mode and have increased the bounty on you from 200 million to straight up 500 million dollars."

He laughed, "Woah, so much? Does this mean they have a lot of money?"

"Magnus, they have been in this business since the days of Aztecs, so of course they are rich. Why?" Adrian asked him.

Magnus giggled, "Hehe, nothing, just felt like my birthday again, see you later,"

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