Saturday, September 15

"Please! Your ego is out of control." The two women

stared at O.E. with disappointed looks.

O.E. Orton was at a party with his longtime friends,

Dan and Constance, as well as Dan's new wife, Kay. They

had married just last night and still had that newlywed

luster of love. O.E. had to admit he was jealous-he'd never

find someone like Kay. But what did he expect when he

focused more of his energy on money than on love?

Four years earlier, at age twenty-nine, O.E. had rocked

the business world by selling his tiny software company to a

consortium of banks. He walked away with half a billion

dollars, and many business schools started to include him

on their list of remarkable success stories. Since the sale of

his company, he learned to invest, spent his money lavishly,

and showered women with gifts.

Mere hours before tonight's party, O.E. got the long

awaited news. His careful investments had done well and

his wealth had doubled. O.E. Orton was now a billionaire.

So naturally, he wanted to tell everyone he saw. He was just

explaining to Kay and Constance how women loved him

because he was a rich business genius and how they would

love him even more now that he was a billionaire.

Well, Kay wouldn't. Even Constance was unimpressed.

To be fair, they weren't repulsed by the news of O.E.'s even

more massive fortune. In fact, Kay seemed happy for him,

excited to tell her friends that she now knew a billionaire.

The part that seemed to bother her was his suggestion that

women would want him because he was O.E. Orton, the

rich business whiz kid. She obviously disagreed.

Kay tried to explain. "Don't you get it, O.E.? No woman

wants to hear how brilliant and rich you are when she first

meets you. It makes you seem shallow and conceited. You've

got to stop showing off."

Constance hammered the message home. "I agree.

You'd do much better with women if, instead of telling

them how much money you've made, you told them how

much money you've given away. Maybe we should have

another discussion about charity." She leaned toward him

and smiled.

O.E. didn't want to have a discussion about charity with

Constance, especially now that he was a billionaire. She'd

milk him dry. At first glance, the rich heiress seemed like

the last person to care about charity. But Constance was

different-she had dedicated her life to helping people.

While most of her family and friends cared only about

clothing, cars, and drinks, Constance was a lawyer-a




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