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ck off points on his fingers. "He's well

ative estimate, according to the analysis you've done," I say bitterly, cutting him off so he won't waste time listing up the inconsequent

t capitalization. And the fact that the company's in charge

s guy. That would've resulted i

at. All the dossiers look the same to me: rich, educated, and have

hard can it be to choose one?" "Extre

ago, and forty-four of them have been snatched up since. That should tell you something about Mother

e a pitying look. "Remember how that worked out for you l

al money. But eight years ago, an ex-boyfriend accepted that amount

ve been miserable. But that doesn't mean I'm okay with Charles rubb

. "At least mine took half a billion dollars." He stat

has the shittier ex? If so, fine! My ex is worse than his. T

'm going to have Mr. Clifford run him over, then back up and

r slap on the wrist, and I'd have the pleasure of turni

ed my wife." And thanks to that merger marriage, our combined market cap i

at me like he doesn't understand the question. Finally

o each other? I mean, do you even like her?" Pity fleets across his face. And the fact

s, on the other side of which Ms. Helen is

nal taste and pays meticulous attention to detail." He explains it to me like he's tal

asted so long working for my brother. "Dad picks out Mom's gifts himself." "Bec

matter, but I know he's doing it on purpose. He didn't study economics at the

s taste." "No. What's true is that you want to benefit from being a member

of the company. Why? Because I know you're better suited for that sort of thing. And instead of being a concert pi

ble organizations is fine, but you h

a pianist myself, I can discover talent faster than anyone else

y, he has a point. My salary wouldn't even be a roundi

don't need the money and I'd rather

for the family's personal use. I don't control it, but then, I

ndation, but we can't hire someone t

up." "You can easily fall in love with one of the fifty-six who are left.

not marrying