Millionaire Demolished Older Man’s House And Saw His Childhood Photo Among The Ruins
The Day the Walls Came Down
The two weeks passed like a nightmare for the poor older man, and he began taking tranquilizers to sleep. He hoped that his letter would have some effect or that something miraculous would happen to change the rich man’s mind.
As a result, he never packed his belongings or made any changes. But, before he knew it, demolition day had arrived. Joe didn’t even get to drink his coffee that day.
Instead, he awoke early and stared out the window as if a war was about to erupt outside his front door. Elliot’s team gradually began to arrive. Excavators, tractors, and a dozen uniformed men waited for the order to demolish everything around them.
“Please, I beg of you! Please don’t destroy my house!”
Old Joe begged Elliot and his men to stop, but they kept pounding on the door and showing off the heavy equipment they had used to knock down the first few walls of the small house.
“Didn’t I tell you to pack your things?”
Elliot snapped.
“It’s not my problem anymore. Here, take this check and go. I don’t have time to listen to or read your silly old stories.”
Elliot returned to his luxury car and grabbed his phone. Soon, a balliff showed up with a copy of the warrant proving that the business owner had the right to buy the property and use demolition equipment.
But, first, he instructed one of his men to remove old Joe from the area. Then he attempted to give the older man the check for the house, but he still refused to accept it.
Before he left, old Joe looked at Elliot with tears in his eyes.
“Young man, you’ve changed a lot. Money has made you blind and destroyed your soul. But you can’t buy everything with money.”
“What are you talking about? Get that old man out of here,”
Elliot ordered. Elliot brushed off Joe’s words as if they meant nothing, and then he walked a little further to watch the house being torn down.
Joe refused to get into Elliot’s employee’s car. Instead, he walked up the street and saw the first sledgehammer starting to destroy the house where he had lived the best years of his life. By this time, the older man could no longer hold back his tears.
A Discovery Among the Ruins
As the bricks, wood, and tiles fell to the ground, the feeling of another success filled the millionaire’s heart. When he saw every piece of that house come loose and fall to the ground, he knew he was taking new steps to reach his goal and keep his promise to his mother when he was young.
Soon, he would feel like he practically owned the entire area.
“I’ll be back in a bit. Keep working, and don’t touch anything until I get there,”
he said, passing the dusty house that would soon become mere ruins. Hours later, he returned to the demolished site and stared at the rubble.
“Why so much drama for that kind of junk?”
The businessman shouted as he crossed the shattered bricks. Elliot tripped over a piece of furniture as he was getting ready to leave and noticed that his shoe was torn.
He discovered glass fragments from a picture frame. When he knelt, he saw a picture that caused him to gasp, leaving him in shock.
“Mom? That’s not possible! What is this doing here?”
he said, brushing some more dust off the old photograph in the broken frame. Elliot went to his car, and he confirmed that it was indeed a picture of his mother with a baby in her lap.
“It’s me,”
he exclaimed again.
“But what was our photo doing in this old man’s house?”
He called his lawyer and heard the name of the roadside hotel where Joe had stayed. Elliot floored his expensive car and drove as fast as he could to confront the older man again.
The Secret History of Thirty Years
Joe was in his hotel room, still reeling from what had happened over the last few weeks. Suddenly, he heard a violent knock on his bedroom door and went to see what was happening.
Upon opening the door, the older man was once again faced with the man who had turned his life into an actual hell.
“You? Why did you come here? Still not happy?”
the old man cried when he saw the young investor.
“What else have you come to destroy?”
Elliot took Joe’s hand and held up the photo he had found in the destroyed ruins, but Joe refused to look at him. The businessman was agitated and furious.
“How did you get my mom’s picture?”
he demanded.
“It’s me and her here. Do you know my mother? What is your relationship with her?”
Elliot knew that his mother was a single parent, so when he found a picture of her in Joe’s house, he had a lot of questions.
“How do you know my mother?”
