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Financial Landmine

Creed finally got out of the car and felt the chilly sea breeze penetrating his greasy scalp. The moist gel in his hair was now acting like a coolant to cool off his skull while his brain was running on all fumes.

Moreover, he felt his collar tightening up all by itself. It was pretty safe to assume that nervousness was finally beginning to creep in. In fact, even the UCC conference didn't make him sweat so much under that dandy blazer. 

Nevertheless, this time, he had decided to suck it up and behave in the best possible way. That's how important and prestigious this party was in his eyes. 

After getting out of his car, he saw several other cars parked nearby. 

He didn't know the price or model of these cars, but he was sure that he could afford none of t

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