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He hesitated for a moment, weighing the consequences of his response. Taking a deep breath, he decided to play it cool and nonchalantly replied, "Yeah, he's my dad. Why?"

The director's eyes widened with excitement, and a smile stretched across his face. "You should have mentioned it earlier!" he exclaimed. "I knew Edward Ventura quite well. We were good friends."

Michael's curiosity piqued, and he couldn't help but ask, "How do you know my dad?"

The director let out a chuckle, his eyes sparkling with a mischievous glint. "Ah, well, your father and I crossed paths many years ago. We shared a few adventures together, you could say. But that's a story for another time. Right now, I have something important to discuss with you."

Michael's intrigue grew, his mind racing with questions. "What is it?" he asked eagerly.

The director leaned in, his voice hushed and confidential. "I need you to donate just the precise amount required for the operation, nothing more. A million dollars should
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