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"Let's start by introducing ourselves please, will we?" The first teacher said, "Just mention your name and the name of your fiance Alpha. Is that alright?" She asked, and I felt relieved because I did not know much else.
"Net worth too! This class contains $500 million to $900 million, so we know who is who? I definitely want to know, so I mingle with my kind only." That was the redhead.
Some of the other girls rolled their eyes. "Shut up please! You really do not have to always show yourself! If you want to know the individual husband's net worth, take your snobbish ass over to the Records office and do the research yourself. Nobody will do the damn work for you."
A dark-haired girl said from the back and everyone turned to look at her.
I smiled and gently nudged Glenn, "We like her already, right?" She said conspiratorially, and I laughed.
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