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“You too, Brett.” As he released my grip, I continued, “I love how you guys are f*****g killing it.” Dominick had texted Jenner and me earlier, telling us about the deal and that it involved Brett’s fiancée, James, so I added, “James is taking over Hollywood. There isn’t anyone more deserving. It’s impressive to watch this all go down and the work you guys have done behind the scenes.” “My girl’s kicking ass,” Brett said. “Now, it’s up to you, Ford, to shelter that money from the tax gods, so it doesn’t all go to Uncle Sam.” I laughed. James had become one of my largest clients. As her earnings increased, so did the workload. “You know I’m on it,” I told him. “For what she’s paying you, you’d better be.” He clinked his glass against mine. “Listen,” I said to him, “if you two start h
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