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"So you tripled his monthly income?" Uncle Wyatt asked, taking a sip of his wine, while we lounge at the poolside of their home. It was Sunday evening and coming to their home once in a while to unwind and just chat with my Uncle helps with the loneliness of being in that mansion alone.
"I did, he sounded really desperate and in need of money when I told him his pay might be deducted because of his lateness. And I wanted to help without giving off the idea that I'm some lenient boss who would just let inadequacy go because my staff begged." I answered, and he chuckled.
"So instead of just giving him his usual monthly income, you tripled it?" Uncle asked, and I nodded.
"Let me guess, you tripled it because paying him without deducting his money would've been easy and you do
