Hacked a trillion dollar acount; Now all the ladies wants me

narrow square window, casting intermittent

bed, a compact closet, and a mode

Tap

board, as a man donned in crisp white pajamas hammered away with

s bloodshot eyes rimmed with dark, weary bags. He pondered, "I keep enco

e resolved, placing his glasses back on, his

ers and letters danced, metam

phanumeric cascade transformed, now dis

he extraction

ay only to meet with failure once more,' he ruminated, vex

of achievement, the same 'Extraction process

ation, making his way i

r and swift dr

a blue uniform, complemented by b

n!' he fumed inwardly, haste

*

ear-old, emerged from

be by Sheila Forbes, her compassionate he

his wife's altruistic act, acutely aw

pon him a unique gift - mending and restoring

ruelty, relegating him to a subhuman existence, while

stark contrast to his own offspring's la

Brickwoods' borders, Mr. Forbes, in ostensible b

ploy to banish him f

rd acceded to his father's wishes, sever

managed to secure a one-room s

eel among,but still ended up getting i

doll by his peers,but there was no

Kate Sinclair. Kate also came from a poor background like

ether,but Edward could see in her eyes that she wasn't satisfied by th

ls, and eateries, culminating in the acquisition o

cumen to infiltrate bank accounts,

im, staving off want and shelterin

bors' accounts, proved insufficient to fulfill

his destitute neighbors, but to infiltra

dote upon his beloved and showcase his transform

ations guarding these accounts dashed his illusions, cementing

*

ing denizens, Edward encountered a fellow guard, a

d, his voice a curious blend of concern and

aged a reply, "I lacked the funds for

comrade reassured, bef

is uniform, poise

rity guard in a bustling mall

nced in wealth and privilege - while he toiled tir

to a sleek, obsidian Mercedes Benz, its wi

nternally, casting envious glances a

it a glossy appearance. The dark hue adds a touch

quality and prestige, is likely promi

class and luxury, making it a

man. Ebony hair framed a chiseled visage, draped in a j

e shifted to the passenger side, where he glim

r identity was laid bar

essly, day after day. Bitterness surged,

to vie with the Mayor's scion? Kate sauntered past hi

tears welled i

dignity? Poverty is not my fa

r He has never heeded my pleas,' Edward reflected, th

*

his diminutive abode, wearied

t solace in slumber, hoping to du

i

om his pocket, jolting him

hey messaging me?' Edward mused, r

he screen, his jaw pl

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