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"Jens, who taught you this?" George figured there must be someone highly experienced who taught him such accurate and professional estimations.

Jenson looked at him with disdain. "Why would anyone need to teach me this? Anyone with a brain would be able to tell."

George looked awkward.

Anne was scheming maliciously. This house was under Lady Severe's name and did not belong to her anyway. If she could sell this place, then she would be able to get some of the money.

"Well, 30 billion then. We're a family anyway. We'll just sell this at a loss." Anne was happy. The price Jenson gave out was a few billion more than the market price.

Cole was very impressed by Jenson's negotiating skills.

Even though Jenson was always cold to him, it did not stop him from being fond of him. "Jens, give Daddy a price. Daddy will treat you to a meal later."

This time, Jenson did not become enraged. On the other hand, he shifted his gaze of schadenfreude to his daddy

He even wanted to be his stepfather. Did he not know who his real father was?

Indeed, Jay glared at Cole with the aura of death all over him.

Cole said with the courage of his convictions, "What are you looking at? I know you're their real father. However, I'll be their stepfather soon."

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"100 billion!"

"500 billion!"

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