Chapter 91
Author: Golden pen
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Grandpa Wilmore meant every word he said to his friends. Maxwell marveled at how well he had played. He scored the highest point.

Cheng and Leonardo had tried to place a bet on the game, but Grandpa Wilmore spoke against it. He didn't want them to lose all their fortune to him, as he had teased.

Maxwell enjoyed the company of the old men. One day, he would be like Grandpa, with wealthy friends and a good family by his side.

Wealth is indeed a very crucial aspect of man's existence. Within the few hours he spent with Grandpa Wilmore and his friends, Maxwell was able to learn a bit about investments. The men never stopped talking about the money they had invested in multibillion-dollar companies. At first, it seemed like a joke, but when he thought about those saved up for him in a card he was given months ago, he was convinced that these men could buy a nation with their wealth if they wanted.

However, the one thing striking about them is their level of humility. With all the money
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