An 18-year-old girl tells her mother, trembling, that she hasn’t had her period in two months. The mother is so worried that she runs to the drugstore and buys a pregnancy test.
Her greatest fears are confirmed when the results show that her daughter is pregnant.
Feeling a plethora of emotions, including perplexity, fury, and despair, the mother lashes out, yelling, “Who was the pig that did this to you? I insist on knowing!
The girl takes up her phone and calls in response.
A stylish AMG Mercedes arrives outside their house just thirty minutes later. An elegant man with salt-and-pepper hair, dressed immaculately in a fitted Armani suit, emerges. He enters the house with a confident stride to the front door.
He sits down with the mother, father, and daughter in the living room and says, quietly, “Good morning. I have been notified of the matter by your daughter.
“I regret to say that I cannot marry her due to my own family circumstances,” he adds solemnly, “but I am here to take full responsibility for my actions.” I will make sure your daughter is supported for the remainder of her life and pay for any associated costs.
After a brief pause, he explains his plans: “I will leave her two retail stores, a townhouse, a beachfront villa, and a $2,000,000 bank account if a girl is born.”
“To compensate for the social embarrassment and distress my actions have brought upon you, I would like to offer you $1,000,000 in compensation, along with my private yacht and a penthouse on the Gold Coast for your use at any time,” he concludes, addressing the emotional agony he has created.
“However, in the unfortunate event of a miscarriage, what would you suggest I do?” he asks after a moment of silence.
The father, who has remained silent during the conversation, leans forward at this moment, puts a firm hand on the man’s shoulder, and replies, “You better hope she doesn’t have to deal with any of this again,” with a mixture of incredulity and rage.