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•𝐎𝐦𝐧𝐢𝐬𝐜𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐭••𝐎𝐜𝐭𝐨𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝐓𝐰𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐲•𝐅𝐢𝐟𝐭𝐡•

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•𝐎𝐦𝐧𝐢𝐬𝐜𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐭•
•𝐎𝐜𝐭𝐨𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝐓𝐰𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐲•𝐅𝐢𝐟𝐭𝐡•

•𝐎𝐦𝐧𝐢𝐬𝐜𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐭••𝐎𝐜𝐭𝐨𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝐓𝐰𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐲•𝐅𝐢𝐟𝐭𝐡•

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"They rich as hell

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"They rich as hell. These mufuckas got a whole race track in the back of they house." Zyire said as he looked at it on his phone while they sat at the table, eating breakfast.

"Yeah I know right. But—" Tamera was cut off by someone knocking on the door.

Tamera went to go get it and opened the door. "Are you Tamera Green?" A man said with a box in his hand.

"Yes?" She said and he nodded.

"Well obviously the Gala is tonight and these are the instructions." He said giving her a box and she nodded.

"Your name?"

"Jake," He simply said and she nodded.

"Good. Thank you, I'll see you later." She told him and he nodded, leaving.

Tamera closed the door then went back to the kitchen. "Dad. This box explains how everything will go," Tamera said giving it to him.

Tremaine opened it and it was another play racetrack with a letter. "Here we go with this note shit—Our limbo will pick you up then you'll arrive at the house were the huge red carpet will be and it'll lot of people with cameras, don't worry no people will leak them. They will only be given to you, but you'll take pictures then go inside the house. Once that is done and everyone is in the ballroom, a couple speeches will be made, then you'll make bets on which team is gonna win. We'll all join the backyard to watch the race and any money you donate will go to charity. After the race we all will go back to the ball room to conversate once more then everyone will go home. The Stapleton Family." Tremaine read then turned the paper on the back for no reason at all.

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