The Rich And Bold
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"Professor Diamond is your mom?" He looked surprised.
I was the spitting image of Siobhan Diamond. "Mm, that's not news." I rolled my eyes.
"Contrary to what you might think, I don't spend my time googling you or your friends."
"Oh, maybe you should. I'm much more important than your beloved scones." I jeered, this time, with an amused smile.
The hurt flashed once more, and he crossed his arms. His eyes turned darker. "You know; you should learn a thing or two about humility from your mom. She's a much better person than you are." He sneered.
I laughed once more and just to spite him, I took out two 100-dollar notes, walked closer to him, and dropped them in his front pocket. "Thank you for the shit conversation." I scoffed and walked out.
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