Oh, no! I have run out of time!!!

Now what? you ask yourself, feeling despondent.

All that hard work, all those terrible dates, all that surgery, and all for... what?

Well... for 40 MILLION DOLLARS, you remind yourself. You look outside of your penthouse apartment with the gorgeous view down the river and you think, "well, time to get a financial advisor and let's figure out what I can really spend, after taxes and the 4-mil I just spent trying to get a husband."

But you can't help but feel deflated. All that hard work to try and find a husband, and you failed. You made bad choices, apparently, and now you're left with much less money, but worse, no companionship. No one to FUCK THIS TROPHY WIFE, which you so desperately need.

Not to mention that you missed out on $600 million dollars!

And what would you have done with ALL THAT MONEY?

You think about it. In the end (hahaha), your needs are not all that complex - and not all that expensive. You just need someone to satisfy your needs to be their trophy wife. The bling, the clothes, the teased hair... of course all that is part of it.

But mostly you were looking for a husband who wanted you. Wanted you in every possible way. Forever.

And so all that money? What would you have done it?

You think on it. It would have been nice to have some sort of purpose. Like using the money to make the world a better place. You decide that that's probably what you would have done with it. Run a charity or something.

Well, no use crying over spilt milk or water under the bridge or ships that have sailed or bells which can not be unrung. It's just best to move on. But just as you're starting to open your laptop to do a Google search for "best financial accountants for rich trophy wives who don't have husbands" your phone rings.

"Hello, is this Jennifer?"

"Yes? Who is this?"

"This is Ken Cairforu. I'm the executor for the Hewitt estate and I'm also the president and CEO of the Hewitt foundation."

"So this is all YOUR FAULT??"

"I'm sorry?"

"Me! The crazy will? The need to get married as a trophy wife so I could get the 1.2 billion dollar inheritance? This was all you??"

"What? No! I've just been in this job for one year! I didn't even know you existed until this morning when the house computer told me to call you."

"The house computer... told you to call me?"

"I know, it's weird. The only things it's ever said to me before before is 'enter' and 'access denied', so it was quite a shock when it said to call you. Listen, would you mind coming over to the house? There's a limo out front."