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They had met up with Chad Hallowell at The Daily Roast where of The Plan kicked off. Matt was so grateful to the guy he almost embarrassed both of them by hugging him. Now as they waited for Chad's return and a report, Matt fiddled with his empty coffee cup until his sister smacked his hand. "Stop that. You're not twelve years old." He looked across the table at her, his lips curved in a half-grin. "Maybe not but I sure feel like it right now."

Yet, my mind keeps drifting back to Cleveland and our colossal failure. As Lennox performs another sit-up, his face hovers just centimeters from mine, and he notices the article on my phone screen—the same one I've read countless times. "The J.H.W. FanCon tour in Cleveland was a massive technical disaster with no backup plan. Ashton Johnson was unprepared to handle an event of this magnitude. If this is any indication of how he runs J.H.W. Philanthropies, it’s clear he’s too young, unprofessional, and inexperienced to be the CEO of a corporate company."

On the way, Candy was chattering with Cleveland, trying to find things to talk about. "Cleveland, your martial arts must be super good, with how you disarmed that guy earlier, right?" Candy looked at Cleveland with admiration in her eyes. "Umm..." Cleveland felt very embarrassed. Candy's admiration for him was so obvious, and he couldn't get used to it. He said modestly, "It's not that good. It's just okay."