“You’re poor, and I’m successful!” my husband laughed, not knowing that I had just sold my “useless” blog for millions.
— Well, did you eat that up? — Vlad barged into the kitchen, swinging his car keys like a scepter. — The deal is closed. I told you I’d crush them. Anya slowly lifted her gaze from the laptop screen. His flushed, triumphant face was mirrored on the glossy surface. She silently closed the lid. […]
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