“What the hell!” I exclaimed, gagged my mouth with my trembling hands and used my shocked eyes to comb around the room as I dared to see much of the money which were evenly scattered on the floor of the other corner of the room.“Welcome to my vault, son,” my father intoned, waving his chubby hands across the room , leaving me exclaiming and walking around to survey the innumerable amount of money , which would need a counting machine to calculate.“Oh my father! Oh my father! What the hell am I seeing?” I kept exclaiming and almost squealing in joy as I walked around this stretched room which was far way longer and wider than any hall one could think of.I left my father, prancing from shelf to shelf, clenching hold of these bundles of dollars and a pounds, untying them and tossing them in the air as they flew in their number and rained down on me.“This is money! Oh my God! What the hell is happening to me again? Father!” I exclaimed and pulled down on my knees as I raised my hands
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