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“To you, my dear daughter, I leave the apartments in the High street Plaza.”

“To you, Charlie, being my youngest son with a large future, I leave the City Centre offices.”

“And you, my dear wife, the three residential buildings towers in down town.”

The nurse, impressed, tells his wife: “Madam, your husband is very rich.

He is bequeathing many properties! You all are so lucky!!”

And the wife retorts: “Rich? Lucky??

Are you kidding??!! Those are his routes where he delivers milk!”