After he finished, Roland glared at her coldly and turned to leave.
Alvera stopped him and asked, "Tell me the password."
"The first three numbers on the card."
Alvera watched as he drove away, smiling speechlessly.
So... a free lunch fell from the sky?
She put the books in the back seat of the car and drove away.
She went to the bank and found out that the card had unlimited credit, so she immediately withdrew 1,010,000 dollars from it.
...
She did not go home directly after withdrawing the money. Instead, she met with Samuel and gave him the money, only leaving 10,000 dollars for herself.
By the time she got home, night had already fallen.
After parking the car, she was attracted by the glow of the sunset over the horizon and walked over to the beach.
She took off her shoes and sat on the soft sand, enjoying the beautiful scenery.
A while later, Roland's voice suddenly came from behind her.
"How much longer are you planning to sit here?" He asked.
Startled, Alvera turned around. "Mr. Francois? Why are you here?"
Roland's expression was dark and stormy. "What do you think?"
...
"I don't know," Alvera answered honestly.
"I'll give you another chance to think about it," he said. "If you still can't remember what you did wrong, I can help you recall it."
Alvera looked at his tensed expression and knew that he was not lying.
She pursed her lips in thought. "Is this because I took your money this afternoon?"
"See, you know why I'm here," Roland jeered.
Alvera smiled and said, "Mr. Francois, you were the one who told me to use the money in the card and not use another man's money because it's an insult to you. Why are you so angry now that I actually took some pocket money from the card?"
"I've never seen a woman who needs 1,01,000 dollars as pocket money," he replied angrily. "What are you going to spend that much money on?"
Alvera pouted. "Do I really have to tell you what I'm spending it on?"
"Do you really think I'm going to throw money into a bottomless pit?"
She took out another smaller ring and put it on her ring finger.
"Mr. Francois, look, they're a set. It's only right that a married couple has matching rings. We should complete the act, don't you think?" she said.
Married couple...
He lowered his eyes to look at her. The smile on her face was dazzlingly beautiful.
"Mr. Francois, don't lose your ring. It's very important to me," Alvera continued.
Her mother once said that the rings were magical. The two generations who had worn them before her were happily married and loved each other until the end of their lives.
Sadly, she did not meet the right person when she was alive, so she never got the chance to give the ring away.
And Alvera? She will never have a lover in her life anyway, so it did not matter who she gave the ring to.
Roland looked down at the ring on his hand. Without saying a word, he turned around and walked back towards the villa.
Alvera pressed her lips together in a wry smile. "Bye, Mr. Francois. Drive safe."
Roland looked back at her and said, "Who said I'm leaving? I'm sleeping here tonight."
Alvera froze. "Sleeping here?" she thought.
Roland smiled wickedly and continued, "You just said we should complete the act. You escaped last time, but do you think you can escape this time?"
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