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was alive. We were happy. My pension covered the bills. My daughter was healthy. Money complicates things, Daniel. Look at you. You have billions, and you look like you haven’t slept in a month. You’re divorced. Your children won’t speak to you—I read that in Vanity Fair. You have everything and nothing.”
Daniel flinched as if I’d slapped him.
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