Ricky was taken aback. "Wait a sec, I'll go find Ms. Chloe again."
"If she can easily wipe out a 30 million debt, what's 3 million to her?"
But Mr. Money, the manager, had other plans. He signaled for two hefty guys to block Ricky's way. "Do you think you can just hassle Ms. Chloe anytime? Besides, Ms. Chloe made it clear she'd only cover 30 million, not a cent more."
Ricky finally got the picture. Ms. Chloe never intended to clear his debts entirely. If she really wanted to help, why would she fuss over a measly 3 million with her resources? It must've been prearranged. Given his current predicament, whether it was 30 million or 3 million, it made no difference. He couldn't pay either way.
He recalled how Mr. Money's attitude had shifted when he owed 6 million. The guy went from pressuring him to repay to eagerly offering him more money to gamble. Something fishy must've happened, but Ricky hadn't pieced it together back then. Could Ms. Chloe have been pulling the strings?
Ricky felt played. Instead of solving his problems, Ms. Chloe had swiped his last two aces for nothing. He was fuming.
Meanwhile, Chloe had left and headed to a phone repair shop. Unfortunately, as she had expected, the phone was beyond saving due to water damage. Since she had seen it coming, she wasn't too let down.
Later that evening, she was still fixated on the phone when Connor snuck up and hugged her. "What's this you've got?"
Chloe sighed, "Pandora's box, sadly, it's sealed shut."
Connor seemed to have an inkling. He took the phone from her hands. "Let me see."
Chloe handed it over. "It's been waterlogged; they said it's unfixable."
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