When I’m quiet too long, trying to pick my jaw back up off the floor, he says, “The trust is solely in your name, if that’s what you’re worried about. I can’t revoke it. That money is yours to do with as you wish.” When he hears the small, strangled noise I make, he chuckles. “If seven zeroes isn’t enough, I’ll wire in more.”
Why not me.
— Jan 10, 2026 08:02PM
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