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Rosa’s face burned. She gripped the handle of her mop, wishing she could disappear. She stepped forward, her voice barely above a whisper. “Please. He’s just a child. We’ll go.”
One man shrugged. “It’s harmless.”
Another added, “Better he learns early how things really work.”
The billionaire smiled. “Exactly.”
But the boy didn’t laugh.
He didn’t move.
He stood still, looking at the safe with a thoughtful expression, not intimidated, not impressed. Just curious.
Then, slowly, he stepped forward.
