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Lena blinks, not accepting an explanation as well calculated as that.
âOh,â The little witch chews on the inside of her cheek, the sassy quip she had planned quickly dying out. âThatâs ⊠heavy, wow.â She shifts her weight from one foot to another. âI never really thought about that. My aunt always said he was just a stuck-up rich guy.â
âThatâd be too easy. Trust me, Mr. Mcduck has never made anything easy. He avoids it if all possible.â















