With a tap on her phone, Charlotte transferred a lump sum to his account. To give herself additional peace of mind, she dialed his number. “I’ve transferred one hundred and seven thousand in total. Please check if you have received it.”
“Okay,” the familiar voice answered plainly.
“Goodbye!”
Within a second after hanging up, she erased his number from her contact list.
She couldn’t help but feel irritated. What’s with that cold attitude? Wasn’t he so gentle and passionate just a while back at the hotel? Was it all a pretense?
Where did all his manners disappear to? Not even a “thank you” after she returned his money!
Wretched gigolo!
Apart from that, she stared blankly at the remaining balance flashing on her screen. There was only seven hundred left, it wouldn’t even be enough to buy milk for the kids…
It hasn’t even been a month yet since she started on her current job. She was at a loss on how to manage until payday.
She fumbled through her closet and drawers, hoping to find something valuable that she could possibly sell or pawn off for some quick money.
Alas, there was nothing else besides the ruby necklace. Zachary Nacht had gotten it for her back at the charity auction.
She felt miserable. The ruby necklace wasn’t something she could use right now although it’s worth a hundred million. She had to return it to the Devil himself one day.
Come on, is there really no other way? She rested a palm on her head and let out a helpless sigh.
Her brows were tightly woven in a deep furrow when her phone suddenly rang again. Puzzled at the unknown number, she hesitated briefly before picking it up. “Hello?”
“Charlotte! It’s me, Lily. Are you okay?” a high-pitched voice echoed from the other end.
“Lily?” It took her a while before she recalled that name. Lily was the other girl from the administration department. “I’m fine… How did you know my number?”
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