Ted wanted to ask. He really wanted to ask. But he squeezed his eyes shut and did his best to obey her request. She didn't want to talk about it, she'd said please.
"So what you need is somebody to look after the massive amounts of money that you're going to have coming in." He did the math very quickly, and shook his head. This girl was going to be swimming in it very shortly. And at such a young age, too.
"How do you want it to work? Would you like it to just sit in an account and have somebody make sure it doesn't go anywhere, or would you like to invest some of it and see it grow? Because I can do either one, really. But I promise that if you let me invest some of it, you'll see earnings pretty fast. Your grandchildren's grandchildren wouldn't ever need to work." Then he realized she'd said she was legally dead, and wondered if that meant that the government just thought she was dead, or if she was really really dead. And if it were the latter, how was she sitting here? If it were the latter, he was fairly sure, she wouldn't be able to have kids.