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“Go on,” I nodded graciously, secretly glad that he was wrong in almost everything.

Amalia - he's right, not my real name. Rather, this is my second name, given to me much later than my birth. It's a paradox, but with his long-dead, failed daughter-in-law, we are namesakes. But he will not get this information from me even under torture!

I have the genus name, but it is too well known for me to use it. Mom looks at this rather skeptically, however, like grandfather, but dad supports my desire to achieve everything myself, and not in the name of my family! It seems to everyone that it's good when all the doors open before you, you just have to introduce yourself - but it's not. No one thinks that as a person they no longer look at you! They look at it as money, as an opportunity, as a way to achieve something, but no one cares deeply about what kind of person you are. No one is interested in what you yourself are capable of, not your family connections. Therefore, it is easier for me t