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I said, giving her a genuine smile, “I just followed my heart, or in this case, my brain, and thought about what would make me richest the fastest and well, here I am.”
“Oh please, Mr. Preston don’t be so modest. For Goddess sakes, your IQ is 180!” Olivia said, looking at me in disbelief.
I chuckled, she was truly Tara’s daughter, no sliver of timidness whatsoever.
“Please, call me Jay and you flatter me greatly. I must say you have a bright mind as well, to have such extensive knowledge about an old boring man like me. How old are you, if I might ask?” I said, wondering just how old this young girl was that she’d have me, a rich nerd, as practically her idol and not some of these new cel
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