Mrs. Yorks was getting impatient and said, "We’re done here. I'm quite busy. If you still have a bit of a conscience, Venmo me the money using this phone number. I'm hanging up now.”
"Mom, don't hang up. My son-"
Beep, beep!
Cole stared at the cell phone that was hung up, digesting the information his mother had just revealed to him. He ultimately came to a terrible conclusion-Angeline had fallen ill and it was a very serious illness. Otherwise, Sis Shirley would not have gone into premature labor from fright.
What made him even more uneasy was that the three women had no money on them. With Angeline's illness and Sis Shirley's early labor, how would they sustain themselves?
When Cole thought of this, he abruptly broke out in a cold sweat.
"Carson, immediately Venmo some money into Shirley's phone number."
"How much?" Carson asked.
"As much as possible."
Carson quickly took his phone out and started tapping away. Two minutes later, Carson looked up at Cole and apologized. "Young Master, I just signed up, so the transfer limit is capped at 299.99 dollars."
Cole's facial complexion turned pale.
He quickly picked up the phone to call Jay.
On the other line, Jay was slightly startled to see Cole's caller ID.
He languidly answered the phone and heard Cole’s obviously anxious tone. Then, he started acting as if h e was in a leisure state.
"Did you receive news from Angeline, Master Ares?"
Jay frowned. He just knew that this guy was here sniffing for clues because he could not find Angeline either.
Overflowing with jealousy, he replied, "It's none of your business."
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