I wouldn't follow them around, unless I swallowed my pride and got a ridiculous private jet.
I'd get a home in Notton, close to my parents, the apartment upstairs from me in Clarence House, and a big classically English home in the Cotswolds. Probably a Southern Italian place, on the cost too. A selection of 4 wheeled toys, of course, and a Riva speedboat.
What I'd do after all that is buy a whole plot of newly built homes (ya know, those little mini-estates they build, each house sells for betwwen £120k-£200k) and pass them on for free to young families, single parents; that kind of income area. Then they can live in them, or sell them at their true value.
I'd still work though, $50mill is just enough to make sure you lose all your friends, but not enough to put you in with a big set of new ones.
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