Ten years had passed, yet the dream of earning a sextillion coins remained elusive. Time slipped away unnoticed as Drake immersed himself in the relentless pursuit of money to settle his debts. Only too late did he realize the true cost of his singular focus.
Seated in his office, absorbed in his tasks, Drake was jolted from his concentration by the ringing of his phone. Glancing at the caller's ID, he recognized his sister Eleanor's number. With a resigned sigh, he answered the call.
"Hey, Ely," Drake greeted, attempting to sound nonchalant despite his apprehension.
"Drake, where are you?!" Eleanor's voice crackled with frustration and disappointment.
"I'm at the office, why?" Drake responded, his heart sinking as he anticipated the conversation that was about to unfold.
"Seriously? You forgot, didn't you?" Eleanor's incredulous tone pierced through the line.
Drake's stomach churned with guilt. "Forgot what?"
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